"Your Majesty! I have grave news to inform you about."
King George muttered, then put down his fork and yanked his napkin off and threw it on the plate. "What!"
"Sorry your Majesty, but I thought you might want to know that the Russians have been reported assisting the Nationalists."
King George's face grew red, "And what of the Republicans?"
"They are still alive, according to latest reports from the Royal Navy who reported seeing the Republican soldiers taking up positions in the mountains as the British troops withdrew. But they have lost alot of land."
"Well as long as they are still alive, where is the fleet now?"
"Just off Spain, they are preparing to sail America."
"Order the divisions back in, we must beat back the Russians!"
"Yes sir, I will get on it immediatly."
King George sat back down, put his napkin back on and picked up his fork, he stabbed a piece of chicken when the door opened again.
King George growled, "Now what!?"
"Sorry to interrupt you sir, but the Russians are in Spain."
"Yes I know, I recieved this report from my War Minister just minutes ago."
"Well I have initiated talks with them and they have agreed to back down and leave Spain."
"On what basis?"
"In their own words, 'Tit for Tat'"
"What the hell does that mean?!"
"Apparently it means, we helped the Republicans for 1 year, now they helped the Nationalists for 1 year. Therefore they are leaving now that the score has been evened."
"What kind of game is this? They mean to think that they can just simply throw away soldiers for no apparent reason? I mean the only reason they even did that was to piss off the British Lion. And frankly they are succeeding."
"But sir, if we let them leave, we can force them to accept a defensive pact that basically says, 'If you support the Nationalists, we will attack.' And vice versa."
"Grand idea, but will it be enough?"
"Yes, I believe so, the Russian Bear is withdrawing, it is preparing for its hibernation as we speak. Figuretively of course."
"Yes, I see what you mean. Have they agreed to the terms?"
At that moment a messenger came in with a paper for the Minister of Foreign Relations. He opened it and read it.
"Excellent news, the Russians have agreed. Their divisions are backing down and withdrawing from Spain!"
"Excellent! Messenger, I want you to tell the Minister of War to cancel my order."
The messenger saluted and took off.
King George sat down again, this time he bypassed his napkin and went straight for his fork, but once again he was interrupted, a variety of messengers came bursting in, all carrying important notes, King George took them all and looked at it,
UCSA
Canada
UCSA
UCSA
Russia
Spain (Republican)
Spain (Nationalist)
UCSA
Russia
UCSA
Canada
UCSA
King George decided to open the next one labeled, 'Urgent, UCSA'
Your Majesty, George V King of Great Britain and the Commonwealths, Emperor of India, etc... etc...
We inform you that Austria has threatened to declare war on us if we do not retreat from Mexico and Texas. We await your response.
Your loyal servant,
Thomas Haynes, Lord Governor of UCSA.
"Great first the Russians now the Austrians.... well time to threaten war once again." King George walked away from his still full plate and headed to the Offices of his Ministers.