Kaiser Wilhelm II and Bruno stood side by side as they entered the room where all the other delegates had gathered.
Bruno saw a sea of faces he had memorized in the history books of his past life. His own face now stood among them, not as an equal, but as a superior.
Every man stood up as they saw the Kaiser and his Reichsmarschall enter the room. Whatever discussions had been made up until this point meant nothing now that the main characters had arrived.
Bruno sat on the right side of the table, while the Kaiser sat at the head. Gazing into the eyes of those gathered. Kings, emperors, generals, and statesmen.
A table filled with men who had defined an era, and would witness its end. Wilhelm ultimately broke the grim silence with a forced clearing of his throat before speaking like the Emperor he was.
