Janic patted his strangley orange beard with a hankerchief he had in his left pocket; "That Kingdom was split in half by two brothers after Mark their father passed away."
Matthias paused for a moment; "He had two sons. James and John. I know them well from my University days, they were close friends of my brother Simon."
"That's correct Your Majesty." smiled Yakob almost too widely. Matthias felt if he had smiled any wider his face would turn inside out.
"King Philip rules Castuanias if I remember correctly."
"Aye," coughed Garen; "He likes to make criminals he catches fight in an arena for glory and for his own twisted amusement. I fought in that place myself, but I was let out 'cause I was killing his little criminals a little too quickly."
"See Your Majesty. This man even admits to being a criminal and a murderer." winged Cecil.
"He's good at it and that's what I need. He's smart and has good instincts and more to the point is that I trust him. I will have no more debate on this topic or I will have you locked up." sighed Matthias.
"As you wish my King." said Cecil.
"Robert Strong owns Damesium. He is neither an ally nor a foe." explained Janic as he pointed to Damesium on the map."
Matthias stretched; "Why is that?"
"He is swayed by gold and easily bribed." explained Garen.
"I will bear that in mind." Matthias cleared his throat and changed the topic to his own Kingdom; "What is the situation in our own Kingdom?"
"Nothing much really." sighed Garen, "The borders aren't too bad either apart from the border to Japorcar."
"That's good." smiled Matthias. Luckily Andrew had left the Kingdom in a decent state before he had died. It would have been far worse if Albuaras was at war. Matthias wasn't any great commander and didn't cope well with stress and pressure. He was a deep thinker and didn't have the gut instincts of a commander or warrior of any description. He could come up with the greatest of battle plans if he had time but in war there is no time for such things.
"Well fuck this," Garen swung his legs off the table and stood up, "There's fuck all to do in this Kingdom. We need to start a war for fun."
"No." replied Matthias' "Things are peaceful and let things remain that way."
"The King is right." said Janic.
"The King is right." added Cecil and Yakob in support of Janic. Matthias was pleased with the peace and harmony in the Kingdom and the Realm. Little did he know that this was but the calm before a horrific storm that would destroy all that Andrew worked so hard to build. This perfect utopia would be obliterated and war was set to break out. There was unknown and unspoken tension between the Kingdoms, and all that was required was a simple spark, to set off the flames of war. Julius lived as aslong as he was alive, he would do everything in his power to reclaim the throne of Albuaras.