Chapter 2: George V

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January 18th, 1936, Ottawa, Dominion of Canada                                                               

Canada is a society more divided than it ever has been. While the old divide between the Canadians (of English descent), and Québécois (of French descent) still exists, a rivalry that has existed since 1763, there is a new group in Canada. Since the fall of Great Britain, the royal family, along with English exiles, now reside in Canada, the leader of the broken and disgraced Entente. They hold together the already weakened alliance. Despite the loss of British aid, Canada is not a poor country. A super power in the making, especially considering the decline down south, Canada is one of the greatest in technological research, even when compared to Germany.

The people live in relative prosperity, and most are happy with the government, despite growing tension between exiles and residents. Ottawa is a modern and industrialised city, and the seat of government in the Dominion. It also holds the palace of the King.

His Majesty spends each night at his desk. His writings each night always contained to the journal that stays within a locked drawer. He is spending this night as he always does, though, there is something off this night. Unlike most nights, he has spent hours staring at the blank page before him. His feelings spiralling through his head, a mix of regret, fear, and knowledge of an imminent demise. George hadn't felt well in a month, pain and fear. Stress has shaken the poor man, his hair has gone white, and he has lost a lot of hair on his head. His doctors concerned for his health.
His staring continued, pictures and words dancing around the page. Considering what to write on this paper. He started his entry with words he has written thousands of times, "The British Empire has fallen far." He continues to stare, but this time staring at these words, the meaning dancing around his head.

"I dwell each day on how far we have fallen, and the pain it has caused me since. An amalgamation of Kaiser and Unions has caused this empire great tragedy. I know my death, and subsequent burial will not happen in Westminster, I only hope that David is ready for the responsibility. My hope is to one day be placed to rest in the same place as the rest of my family. To one day see the British Empire return to its place as the empire on which the sun never sets.

I know my life is reaching its end, it feels as if my days are numbered, I expect to leave this world within the month. The growing tension between exiles and citizens is problematic, but I am sure that under the guidance of David all will be well. The first king not coronated in England, the responsibility of return to the isles is his now, I haven't truly tried, but his ambition to return home seems to drive him forward.

I heard news of a charter taking place in Birmingham, on the 17th. From what I have heard it was a collection of so called "Totalists," an abbreviation of totalitarian socialist. The charter was lead by Oswald Mosely, I fear what will happen if this gives their dastardly ideology legitimacy, especially if Mosley takes control of Britain, he will run it to the ground, destroy the great nation that has existed for centuries, terrorise the people, destroy the history, build a society of ruin. Though, any syndicalist ruling the nation is likely to do similar, Mosley is the worst of an already bad organisation, the Trade Union Congress.

It isn't just Britain I worry for. Michael Collins in Ireland might pose a threat to the loyalists in Ulster, though I have no clue what his plans are, he doesn't seem to be an especially bad person. Göring in Mittelafrika is likely to oppress the British colonists, and those still loyal to the Empire. Von Mücke in Singapore, and the direct German administration of Ceylon show just how far we have fallen, taking the resources we once controlled. The once prosperous British Hong Kong now under a barely stable international mandate, created at a conference we weren't allowed to attend. Egypt and Sudan now under Faud, and his Sultanate, I don't think Britain will ever again control Egypt, as Faud has cultivated a fierce, anti-British, anti-Ottoman nationalism that would not be easily stopped."

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