[center][h1][i][color=ed1c24]Home of Serbia and Montenegro[/color][/i][/h1][/center]

The empire sat looking at his children. Enthusiastic Anne and his wayward son that was America was here, as well as a few others. He offered a smile to Japan, winking at her, before turning to the matter at hand. "My daughter and I, and, I trust you America," he said, adressing the eagle, "won't be entering a war any time soon. Unless I hear that dear little Belgium had been violated,' he was really glad France wasn't here to hear that, she would throw a fit if she knew of another woman who he had cheated on. "And, besides, It's far too risky. Austria and Germany are thick as theives, and we're all,"

At this, he stood up to adress the room. "We all have obligations to other countries to step in should another one of us be attacked. The absolute [i]last[/i] thing we want to do," he said, slicing his hand through the air, "is get all of us tangled up into some kind of... Grand European War with all of the powers hacking at each other. As much as I would like to assist you Serbia, it's not practical in the slightest."