"Your Highness - " The Greek ambassador was inturrupted,
"You may address me as Minister, Aocles," The Prime Minister reminded the ambassodor of the new Republic in Egypt.
"Yes sir. My greatful allies in Berlin have asked me for the cure to the plague, where I of course come to you for." Aocles repositioned himself in the softened chair within the walls of Thebes government halls. Outside was a city of a hundred gates, with beautiful waterfalls and green grass growing along the houses, with mother nile sweeping through the center. The streets were lined with palm trees, and for miles outside the yellow gates, stoned walls seperated farms after farm after farms. Birds found their nests in the tall palm trees, and markets found their homes on the busy streets.
"Tell you German friend that our supplies are deteriating, with the only known source of this unique mineral underneath this very city. Another source, however, has been found nearly 2 miles out of Thebes, along the nile, which makes it. But that will not be operational for another 3 months. Inform him that our supplies, enough for 10,000 victims, will be sent right away, but must wait another 3 months until the rest can be supplied. In the mean time, we would wish that he would establish an embassy in our city for direct messaging." Aocles nodded his head, saluted, and exited through the doorless hole.
Aocles sat and wondered about his great nation. Food was quickly dwindling due to all the farmers making the caravans other nations. He wondered if it was actually Egypt's responsiblity to supply the world with this cure, while she suffers from malnutrition.
After pondering from these thoughts, he sat down and remembered the dying children in the streets of Babylon and Calcutta, and came to the conclusion of he was doing the right thing.
ORDERS
Send cure to Berlin. Expand Egyptian military. Expand to the south egyptian land.
