1940, two years after a brutal civil war that saw the return of Kaiser Wilhelm II, the revived German Empire has become the most dominant military, economic and technological power in most of Europe, having reformed the Central Powers and conjured m...
Guinevere had no choice but to not doubt anything Werner says, even if it sounded over-glorified, seeing as she had never seen a real German city before. The colony of Hindenburg and the fortress of Ludendorff didn't seem to come close to a city, although they were impressive as they were.
When the entire column passed through the Gate, the only sounds that were made were the gasps of every non-German. Everyone stared in absolute amazement at the grandeur of the capital city of the German Empire that shined as bright as diamonds under the blue sky.
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Werner wasn't over-glorifying anything, he was simply telling the truth. Everything was mountainous. Each building was much more monumental than even the Palace of Arthur, which was built over a massive elven spiral, and looked strong enough to last centuries to come. The craftsmanship had to have been introduced to them by their gods themselves to construct such strong and powerful architecture. It would certainly put the finest architectures in the entire Arthurian Empire to shame. This is . . . amazing, Guinevere thought.
What waited on the other side were thousands of German uniforms, all armed to the teeth but not on high alert at all, standing in tight formation as if they were being greeted to a ceremony. They did their absolute best to keep away the ecstatic crowd of people away from the column, but some managed to get past and flash their cameras at their faces. The way they all looked dressed made each of them look like nobles than the peasantry. Perhaps
The Empress and her entourage became nervous and shocked at the looks each soldier and civilian gave them but managed to keep themselves formal. Though, Guinevere couldn't help but look out her silk curtains at the army before them. She had never seen so many disciplined men in one place. It almost added a sense of relief that she wasn't on the other side of the conflict. I'm so glad I'm on their side, Guinevere thought.
"Can you believe this, Your Majesty?" Vera said, pulling her horse near the litter, trying not to sound as dumbstruck as she truly was.
"Normally, I wouldn't, but here I am staring at it right now," Guinevere responded.
"Not even the descriptions of ancient empires that came before are enough to match this. It's got buildings that go to the sky, statues of leaders made of metal and it is all defended by a disciplined army! Do you think we could get them to share their designs with us, Your Grace?"
Guinevere raised an eyebrow. "Are you asking me if we can adopt the culture of the Germans rather than improve ours at our own pace?"
Vera recoiled. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I did not mean it like that. I meant borrow some of their ideas and . . . I did it again!"
Guinevere couldn't help but laugh. "Calm down, Vera. I'm only kidding. You just take everything so seriously. But in seriousness, I don't see why architects won't enlighten us with their buildings, it is the technology I am concerned about."
