Royalty Meets Discordian's Lead

[Wolfs Ghost]

"Non." Joseph replied casually, shaking his head as the doctor offered to refill his glass, having looked down at the glass in thought a couple seconds later. Weighing the implications of allowing Zoner transports and security ships to pass through Gallic occupied territory. Though, having officially made up his mind, he looked up and smiled lightly at the man.

"I'd like that list of transports with their expected destinations, cargo, and captains. So we can keep a close eye on the vessels. With the war going on, I cannot guarantee detachments of Royal Navy or Royal Police ships to help escort your vessels, so a small detachment of your own personal security ships will be granted. However, nothing larger than gunboats." The Prince said, bringing the glass up to his mouth again and finishing off the rest of the liquor.

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