The Victory of Mercury. That was the name of the private jet the Lord Protector of the Commonwealth, Stephen Crofts. Usually he would travel by boat, but this was a spur of the moment occasion. Besides, with the Commonwealth at war with the DSA he wasn't sure the sea was the best way by which to travel.
With Canada in PI and the Yanks thrown out of Alabama in the States things were looking up.
Then, literally seconds after the Emperor of Canada had brought his nation into the PI fold, the PI nation of Myroria was setting up a puppet nation for the Emperor's sister to run. The Emperor and his sister had left New Beaconsfield in haste, and Crofts had followed. Destler was left in charge back in the Commonwealth.
Seeing as the Commonwealth, and Crofts himself, had risen do to the overthrow of the Emperor of Inglo-Scotia he felt a little uneasy attending the coronation of a Queen. Yet these were allies, and Crofts and the Commonwealth as a whole had lessened the anti-royalist sentiment since Myroria and the Commonwealth both joined PI. Monarchy was no longer a threat, as long as their flag flew under the white banner of the Pax Imperium. No doubt Annabe would join in due time.
Suddenly the LP was wrestled from his thoughts by the thump of the plane touching down in Quebec, the capital city of Annabe. The armed Major General guards who accompanied him on the flight over rushed to the front of the plane. Crofts stood up, straightened his black Field Marshal's uniform, adjusted the black beret on his head, and walked down the steps into the cool breeze of the Annabe climate, a little more chilly then it was back home.
He noticed soldiers wearing light blue uniforms rather then the traditional Canadian khaki.
"Annabe soldiers" the LP thought to himself.
A maroon limo sat waiting, with Commonwealth car flags.
"A Myrorian car" he thought to himself. There hadn't been any time to fly a black Commonwealth limo over.
He and the five MG guards accomapning him entered the car before driving off to the coronation.
