Alan learnt soon after landing that King Albert the Second, the fourth
in descent from Edward VII., who was King during the War of the
Terror, was at Windsor, and that the House of Commons and the Senate,
which for over a hundred years had filled the place of the old House of
Lords, had dissolved for the spring recess, and would not meet again
until after the General Election, which was held every 1st of June.
He therefore caused a message to be sent to His Majesty at Windsor,
requesting him to name a time for an interview on the following day,
and then, sufficient watches having been set on all the vessels, he and
Alexis, with the majority of the crews, took a few hours’ leave, not
a little glad of the opportunity of stretching their legs on _terra
firma_, after their three days’ confinement to the air-ships.
The reply which he received from the King fixed eleven o’clock in
the morning of the 22nd as the time of the interview for which he
had asked, and, just as the castle clock was beginning to sound the
strokes of the hour, the _Ithuriel_ swept up out of the distance
towards Windsor Castle, and, after hovering for a moment in mid-air,
sank quietly down until she rested on that portion of the terrace which
overlooks the Home Park. Her arrival had been announced to the King as
soon as she hove in sight, and he was on the terrace ready to receive
his visitors when she alighted.
Albert II., King of England, Emperor of Britain, and President of
the Anglo-Saxon Federation, was a monarch only in name. Nothing but
the trappings of sovereignty remained to himself or his station, and
he would not even have retained these had it not been for the fact
that, during its hundred years of actual rule, the Supreme Council had
insisted upon the maintenance of the monarchical principle in those
countries where it had obtained at the end of the nineteenth century.
The first formal greetings over, the King caused Alan to be escorted to
his private apartments in the castle, and as soon as they were alone
together in the room which he reserved for his own special use, he
motioned Alan to a seat and, throwing himself back upon a lounge with
an air of weariness which accorded but ill with the hour of the day, he
said in a somewhat querulous tone--
“We are quite alone now and you can speak with perfect freedom. I am
sure it must be important business that has brought you here with a
whole fleet of your air-ships, and I shall be glad if you will tell me
at once what it is. I hope nothing has occurred to imperil our peace
and safety?”
“On the contrary, your Majesty,” replied Alan. “I regret to say that my
errand is to tell you that, not only is that the case, but that it is a
practical certainty that within twelve months from now the whole world
will be plunged into war.”
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