Chapter 40

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middle of the ocean

looking over the ink-black water piorun calmly watches the seas waves washing aginst the bow of her ship

*one adventure ends and another begins*

she pulls a book from her small bookcase on board it was a history book as she flips throw it she notices some odditys

*white eagle empire?*

she glances at the map it showed a overlap of the current iron blood and where it this empire was

*wait a minute*

she reads and flips through the section on the empire information falling to gether like a puzzle slowly forming a clear image in her mind

*this empire*

she reads some more

*is this worlds Poland*

she stands there in shock rereading the section and looking at the maps

*holy fuckin shit*

she sets the book down and looks over the water

"so my nation did exist it just got invaded and forgotten"

she looks over the water with an unfocused gaze but soon the outline of a ship in the distance is seen snapping her out of her daze

she begins to sail away from the ship but it followed this continues for a few hours and slowly the temperature begins to drop frost begins to form on the steel walls and teakwood decks

looking around she sees icebergs floating around her looking back she sees no ships 

she shivers from the cold and ignites her hand aflame and warms herself back up as she does she looks around and realises shes near where she found her kids she turns back around and sails south seeing the opening to the river forth she sails in under the cover of night the group exit the ship and head to shore and enter the city of Edinburgh looking around she sees very little activity and all the lights were out

"right the blackouts"

 anna: blackouts?

"when in war time light gives night-time bombing raids a target to drop on and the blackouts made it hard for the bombers to target meaning they had a higher chance of missing

anna: oh

looking around she sees port Edgar slowly shifting her view left toward the north west she sees a naval ship yard

*if my memory serves that would be the Rosyth dockyards*

 (time skip a few days later)

location London

piorun is walking down the dim streets looking around she sees a pub named the eagle and decides to enter taking a seat she notices odd details on the silverware it was engraved with a phrase biały orzeł nigdy nie umiera she reads it and translates it in her mind

*a white eagle never dies*

she looks up at the girl behind the bar she was very short with a child-like appearance had a name tag that read Orezeł

*wait a minute I recognize that name*

taking a moment to take in this information

*orzeł that translates to eagle*

piorun stands up and walks towards the counter and whispers

"hey eagle"

we see the girl look up with the face of well masked surprise 

orzeł: can you repeat that?

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