20 Sept 2019, 14:26

"Remember, if you give an inch on defence Fillon and the Democrats will be on to you like flies on shit," responded Le Drian in the car as they drove to the centre of Saint Regina. Baschet rolled her eyes slightly. She was the first military serviceman since Charles de Gaulle to be Prime Minister of Gallorum, so she could hardly be described as someone dangerous to the military that she felt was the very part of her.

"I've got it, Le Drian," the Prime Minister answered. She looked at the city. It reminded her of Racines and Entrages, her hometown.

'It's amazing what propaganda and fear makes people believe. The city, the people...they're like us. We've been Francophone countries for generations and generations. Yet here we are...divided not only by the Sleeve...but by ideology and governments.'

The car stopped at the destination and the three government ministers got out first, allowing Prime Minister Baschet to step out last. The aides had since gotten out of their separate car as well. She saw Ms. Whiteford waiting for her at the entrance and Baschet let out a breath before exiting. A mix of flags for Icholasen and Gallorum and encouraging signs that read both in English and French for peace surrounded the cordoned off walkway.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Korojanu Whiteford," Baschet said to her counterpart. The others began to shake hands as they turned around for the photo opportunity. It was not often that real history would be made on a summit.