A Major-General guard entered the room, handing Crofts a piece of paper. Crofts looked over the information scribbled on it before showing it to Destler.
"It appears" Crofts said, "that I am needed back home. As it appears we have all come to agreement regarding the generalities regarding this treaty.
We are very excited to be part of this alliance. May strength and peace through victory drive this alliance to greatness. Should the alliance decide on any course of action we will comply, however at the time I am needed in the Commonwealth.
I'm going to keep my family here for a month as a sign of good will" Crofts said, turning to the Imperator.
"Much thanks for your efforts forging this alliance."
"Pete, may we put our differences aside for the fulfilment of our common goals."
Crofts made his way to the Novus Parco representatives.
"Consul Titus Manlius, Field Marshal Cleomenes, I look forward to the continued alliance between our two nations" he continued, shaking Manlius' hand.
"War's coming Erik" Crofts said, as the pair made their way down the Imperial hallways.
"In the States no less" Destler responded.
"Fremont wanted to intervene in our affairs, but the clown failed to do what was neccecary to weaken us. He left us breathing, and I'm going to make sure he pays for his mistakes."