It was an annual affair - the Royal Review - when the entire Cabinet would review the Landelian Army. From a ragtag, undisciplined force with no firepower, our Army had grown over the past decade into a strong, powerful force that could match Chymeria. As we instilled discipline into the forces, we also began to use the lodestones in copious amounts to fashion weapons - newer, deadlier weapons that our scientists and engineers had invented. It had alarmed our smaller neighbours, but the Secretary of Foreign Affairs had placated them through generous grants.
But the Navy was still my dream - a water-based force beyond the usual transportation ships. Fighting ships, swift and powerful, that could bring a whole city to its knees. The Empire of Rorankite was not a fighting machine beyond its de facto leader - Chymeria. And it was well-known that Chymeria needed enemies to keep its military complex running. What better enemy than Landeb? We could fight them to a stalemate but not defeat them. An asymmetric force was necessary for us to win.
"After much research," Valhalla began. "We are building the ships necessary. We already have some of them. But that does not mean we have a Navy - we will have to hold trials and exercises... we are far off from a Navy that van fight beyond our borders, my King."
Not the answer I was hoping for, but we had time. There was no impending war - since the Kingdoms Summit, the Director has been unable to hatch anymore military adventures, though he has found a new reason to despise Landeb - my Dolcian origins. Surprisingly, over the years, I had found that while Rorians as such do not dislike Syracuse, they do have a racist hatred for anything related to Dulsburg, which had created the outpost. It was linked to the Great Northern War and was a mix of jingoism over their victory and victim-hood over the fact that Dulsburg had actually caused the war.
And it was this hatred that the Director had used to keep the other Kingdoms off Syracuse. Nobody seemed to dislike Chymeria's colony - except perhaps Chymeria itself - but they were just not interested in a Dolcian creation. And now, with the Director marketing Landeb as being 'occupied' by Dolcian forces, it was important for us to be strong. The Navy was crucial to that.
"Double pace, Secretary, and do whatever it takes. We must have a blue water Navy," I instructed.
A blue water Navy - a force that could fight in waters far beyond our own. Rorankite was named after Rorio Kaiser, the glacier from where most of the river systems originate. Eight such systems - including the Isar and its tributaries - make up the rivers of this Empire, and were interconnected by a former Director. The interconnected systems are used only by the Mercantile Estates far north for trading goods, the whole system having been created for their large transport vessels. It would be perfect for our deadly fleet of smaller ships.
"Incidentally, my King," asked Valhalla. "Where is our young Prince?"
"He is in the Camp Kam'yakha. He goes there every now and then, his training is rather strenuous and he looks for a few breaks now and then."
"And have his bodyguards accompanied him there?"
"Why no, what's the need? He is perfectly safe in the Camp."