Silence was the fine thread that held together the room when the dictator finished his statement to the Admiral. Seconds turned to minutes on the Dictator's head as he listened some faint footsteps walk down the corridor outside of the cabin. His shoulder was touched once again; a feeling of dread took him over. Third time of the day the same occurence had happened and it never meant an improving situation. He looked over his shoulder to the face of the man who had been assigned the task of moving the air units and scouting for potential threats. The Dictator looked at the Admiral and with the tact bestowed upon statesmen, he excused himself out of the cabin. The current commander of the air force informed the Dictator of the ships stationed outside the borders; the flag corresponded to the one of the Empire of Karlsland. They were standing upon the harbringer of death and its army stood outside the borders of the nation, ready to engage in an offensive. The Dictator sighed; it could be worse. It could always be worse. And so the situation became worse, as the third document of the day was passed to the Dictator, once again signed by the stamp of a foreign power.<br/><br/>The Voldritch States were standing ready for an offensive against the Karlsland ships, the message reeked of sympathy for the independence of the Fortunan, which they themselves had breached by once again entering troops into their territory without any kind of warning.  The diplomatic conflict had taken a turn for a multialteral crisis and Fortuna-Ainowan was stuck between two swordsmen, each one sharpening their weapons to decide who would be the strongest. The Dictator sat on the floor, to the surprise of the Karlsland crewmen and his own few companions aboard the vessel. This will do for now.<br/><br/>The Dictator considered his possibilities. Open combat would compromise the inhabitants of the islands and there would be no gurantee of a victory and if there was one, Fortunan waters would become an open battleground for the conflict that would wash over. Rejecting the help of the Voldritch would only turn them openly hostile and a capital completely surrounded by hostile fire would collapse in a matter of hours. No reaction would simply mean the Voldritch could do as they wished and bending his arm in the eyes of the Admiral inside the room was not an option. Perhaps...<br/><br/>The Dictator motioned  to the Commander of the Air Force to hand him pen and paper.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Captain Daina,<br/><br/>We greatly appreciate the risks your nation is taking to ensure our independence and role upon the world. At this very moment, we feel threatened but this by no means should turn into a situation where a single shell is fired and a life is lost. The relations between our two countries express cooperation for an equal partnership that encourages development of a <span style="text-decoration: underline">sovereign</span> nation. As such, I ask you that as an ally of the Fortunan people, you respect the order we hold in our territory and cooperate in ensuring its prolongation.<br/><br/>The ships you hold are a tool of war if used for their purpose but peace can be held through power; intimidation is the greatest strength you can hold against an enemy that outnumbers you. I ask of you to send your flagship to the bay of Ahta-matoi, in full view of the Karlsland ship that at the moment encounters itself in our shores. I understand that this may compromise any tactical advantage we have but I assure you that the Fortunan navy is a few kilometers away, standing ready in case of battle. You will not be alone if things take a hostile turn. This is done in order to show the Empire of Karlsland that a battle against our two nations in this day, will result in a sure loss. <span style="text-decoration: underline">NO LIFE HAS TO BE LOST.</span><br/><br/>I also would like to remind you that you did not consult us for the entrance of your ships upon our territory or the monitoring you must have made to mobilize your ships onto our shores with such speed. I will not ask of you the reasons you have so closely watched OUR borders, I'll just assume it's out of good will. We appreciate that you are willing to defend the independence of a fellow nation but this is a breach that usually would not be accepted. This is an exception. I want you to imagine an army getting past your defenses and not standing at the gates of your city, but INSIDE of it. Our security has been compromised and I do not want a battleground that will surely cost the most on the Fortunan side. Next time, do not act on your own. We are fellows; let's treat each other as such.</span><br/><br/>The Dictator sighed and handed over the message to the Comamnder of the Airforce to be delivered to the Captain of the Voldritch ships. The man ran out of the ship and made his way to the northwest of Ahta-matoi, knowing the danger the nation faced. The Dictator leaned back on the wall, took a long breath and stood up once again, entering the cabin of the Admiral.