"You had nothing to worry about. The helicopters will be my personal property. Whether it is used by a prince, the Imperial Army, or given to a Noble House… without my authority, they will not be used. If I were absent someday, then the control over it will pass to Commander Cross. Upon my passing, they will be distributed according to my will."
The third prince lowered his gaze, satisfaction flickering briefly.
Kiara inclined her head.
"Very well, Your Majesty. Three Attack helicopters will be delivered to the Imperial Palace within five years. However, they are not gifts. Each costs millions of gold coins to produce. A fifty percent advance payment will be required in the first year. I will contact my supplier and get the exact amount needed for each Attack Helicopter."
A quiet laugh escaped the Emperor.
"I did not expect charity, young lady. The treasury will pay."
The court exhaled almost collectively.
*
Two days slipped by with deceptive ease.
