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Ernst stared at the two diplomats bickering with a look of mild amusement on his face.

"The ambassador is correct." Ernst said to the rebel. "We received a diplomat before your revolution started, his disrespect to both the lady queen of Airgiallne and I proved too great, he was executed not long after we detained him." Ernst glared intensely as he spoke.

"Unless there is a good explanation for this behavior, I will be forced to have my good brother escort you from my court." He said, motioning to Oliver, who placed a hand on his scimitar.

With a clear of his throat, Sigmar Stein addressed the court from his seat in the audience.

"My king, it would be prudent for us to avoid taking in the 'Neo-Wolastrans', considering the state of our army compared to the sequinites. Plus, it would be prudent to not sour our relations with a noble country such as them." The room was quiet as Sigmar spoke, his voice was to the ear as a soft pillow was to the head. His right hand, long since lost in the western deserts, had been replaced by a two-pronged hook, which glinted as he moved it to speak with his hands. Ernst nodded at his chief general's words.

"Thank you Sigmar, you took the words right out of my mouth."