The next morning Anson was woken up by what she called a "terrible sound".
"It's the new alarm Her Majesty brought a few months ago when she heard that the Eagle Union girls called us old-fashioned for still using the trumpets," Dido explained the Royal while helping her dress up for the day
"And what's so bad at being old-fashioned? I already found something that must be changed." the battleship complained
After breakfast, King George left for London and Anson took the charge officially.
She went to her office where Andrew was waiting quite nervous.
"Good morning, Andrew." the battleship greeted him while entering
"Good morning, Your Highness..."
She took a sit on her chair and gestured the man to do the same on one of the red velvet armchairs in front of her desk.
"I made a shortlist of what should be modified but there are certain things we must discuss in detail."
The women handed him a piece of paper that didn't quite seem to look like a "shortlist" to the administrator.
"First of all, two general inspections per month aren't enough."
"Yes, Your Highness...but how Her Majesty couldn't stay here permanently..."
"I am aware. But from now on we'll have a weekly inspection.
"Weekly inspection..." he mumbled quite terrified by the thought
"And I also want to change the way the ships are displayed at the docks. It's rather inefficient."
This statement gave Andy a very hard time.
"And how should they be displayed? What're the criteria?"
"Mostly by the ship's type, not by the nation they belong to. And the ones that escort convoys will stay at a separated place."
"But, Your Highness, the ships that escort convoys change every single time. So this mean we'll have to move a large number of ships very often."
"I'm fully aware, Andrew. I've been escorting convoys to the Northern Parliament for the last two years." the battleship said back pretty annoyed
"Yes, Your Highness...I didn't mean that..." he replied quite nervous
"Anyway...how are the preparations for tomorrow going?" Anson asked quite concerned, remembering Nelson's words from last night
"What preparations, Your Highness?" He asked back very confused
"For receiving the medical supplies." the royal raised her voice a little, making the man tremble
"Umm...yes...about that. They are almost re-"
The door slammed open wide and Nelson entered the office angrier than ever.
"What happened, Nelson?" the royal asked her really surprised by this sudden and violent entrance of her cousin.
"This bloody...*cough*...this gentleman here..." she spoke with anger, glaring at Andy
"What about him?" Anson said while getting more comfortable in her chair and lighting a cigar
"He messed up all my work, that I spent the whole night on."
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Path of Glory-Azure Lane fanfiction
FanfictionWhile waiting for HMS Anson to be added to the game, I decided to make my own. Hopefully, I have a little talent for writing, or at least I hope so. This is a story about my OC and how she spends her life as one of the Royal Navy's greatest battlesh...
