August 1, 1890.
Narva, Estonia.
The meeting of the heads of the world's three greatest powers, the German and Russian empires, was a tightly guarded affair.
To make matters worse, the meeting would bring together not only the rightful rulers of the empires, but also the first in line for succession.
As expected of a meeting of two of Europe's most powerful families, the Romanovs and the Hohenzollerns, the Estonian city of Narva was tightly controlled by German and Russian troops.
The Russian Imperial Army even pressed the Estonians at gunpoint.
-gun loading sound.
"Stand down, all of you! What is the use of such lowly creatures as you making a disturbance on the way of the noble ones?"
"If any trouble is caused by you, our Russian Empire will suffer international shame, so get the hell out of here, unless you want to die!"
The Russian Imperial Army in the position of receiving guests.
Given their responsibility for security, they were more nervous than usual about dealing with Estonian urbanites.
Naturally, the Estonian townspeople, who had long suffered persecution from the Russian Empire, shrugged their shoulders and backed away.
"Why are there so many Russian Imperial soldiers in our quiet town, and I've never seen those uniforms before...."
"Haven't you heard the rumors? The head of the barbaric Russian scalpers and jerries, the eight-armed idiot, is holding talks in our town!"
"Ah.... So...."
Naturally, as the Russian and German imperial troops bickered in Narva, Estonia, the news caught the eye of intelligence services around Europe.
In fact, neither the German Empire nor the Russian Empire had any intention of hiding the information.
For the German Empire, friendship with the Russian Empire could put pressure on Great Britain and the French Republic, and it could provide strong support for recent developments in the West.
In the Russian Empire's position, it could attract astronomical investments from the German Empire and other capitalists abroad who believed in it, and it could gain active support for its Southern Plan.
***
-sound of a train shaking.
The VVIP compartment of the Hohenzollern family's private train, on the railroad connecting the Russian and German empires.
In a room covered in gold, jewels, and other lavish trinkets, Wilhelm II, the rightful ruler of the empire, and a very cute little girl sat facing each other.
Her name is Wilhelm von Prussia.
Affectionately called Helm, she is the first in line of succession to the German Empire and is eight years old.
She is also the daughter of a psychopathic father who would sell his family for the sake of the Aryan people and the German Empire.
"Helm."
"Yes! Dad! No.... Isn't that right, Kaiser?"
"Yes. In official capacity, I am your Kaiser. But why would I want to accompany you to an important meeting where the future of the German Empire and the direction of European and even world hegemony will be decided?"
"Heh, I don't know."
"Tsk. Stupid daughter."
In response to Wilhelm II's stern look, Helm could only shake her head with an expression that said, "I don't know anything.
Wilhelm II sighed at her stupidity.
On the one hand, he was relieved that his daughter was worse than him.
A mother and a father for being idiots.
A life of ridicule, even from Aryan peoples like the German Empire.
Disabled.
In the romanticized 20th century, when human rights didn't even exist, there were a lot of assholes frothing at the mouth wondering how dare a disabled person become Kaiser of the German Empire.
Though they've all been purged now.
Unlike himself, Helm was loved by the entire Reich from birth.
Unlike her father, Helm was not crippled, and her fair skin, flowing blond hair, and good looks made her the favorite to be the next Kaiser.
Ironically, she tapped into Wilhelm II's inferiority complex from birth.
'I have been mocked from birth, but you have been blessed by everyone from birth, so why shouldn't I deserve my father's love?'
From then on.
This is when Wilhelm II began to see Helm not as his beloved daughter, but as a powerful person who could challenge his power and as a tool for the German Empire and the Aryan people.
But she was still his daughter, Wilhelm II explained to her in detail.
"Because I intend to marry you off to the crown prince of the Russian Empire."
"....."
"We, the German Empire, are forced to fight on two fronts, and we must have the Russian Empire as an ally, for there is nothing like blood ties for friendship with an absolute monarchy."
"But I'm only eight years old, and the crown prince of the Russian Empire is over twenty years old, which is a huge age difference!"
"That's the way it is, whether you're a girl or a boy, you have to sacrifice yourself for the family name. You're the next Kaiser of the German Empire, and you'll be sacrificed in an arranged marriage. If you're a boy, you'll be born into the lower classes."
"....."
At Wilhelm II's words, Helm puffed out her cheeks and gave him a look that said, "I'm pouting.
Wilhelm II thought for a moment, then muttered quietly to himself.
"If he was famous for being an Dear wife, I'm sure he'll be good enough for you, given our vast age difference, and if he's good enough, he can swallow up the Russian Empire without a single war."
'An Dear wife? What do you mean, the crown prince of the Russian Empire is a married man, and I'm being sold to a married man?!!'
What Wilhelm II didn't know was that....
Helm realizes that her father is instinctively repulsed by her and sees her as a competitor.
She's got the hair to pass herself off as the girl with the pure head.
***
Is it because she is a daughter in the TS world?
Even at the age of eight, her head was a field of flowers, and unlike the pre-TS world, her mind was full of complexities.
'Why would my father want me to meet with the crown prince of the Russian Empire? From the way he talks, it sounds like he's really trying to set me up with the crown prince of the Russian Empire, and for the German Empire, blood ties to the Austro-Hungarian Empire are much more important than to the Russian Empire?'
Helm is unaware of her father's intentions to swallow the Austro-Hungarian Empire whole.
She's smart enough to know that most of the world doesn't, except for her father. Even Bismarck knows something she doesn't.
'Although the Russian Empire is called one of the world's three great powers, it's only big, but it's hollow inside. Moreover, its oppressive despotic monarchy makes it so unstable inside that it's a time bomb that could explode at any moment! I can't believe I could marry into such a place. Damn it!!!'
Helm still has a romantic desire to marry his father.
Helm still has love for his family.
Helm still loves her father.
She tried to tell him her intention to refuse, even if he realized she was being devious.
"Kaiser. Please reconsider-"
"Rightful ruler of the Empire, first in line to the throne, we have finally arrived in Narva, Estonia."
If it weren't for the crew that burst in unexpectedly.
Damn it, I'm going to remember their names and tear them apart later!!!
***
August 3, 1890.
Narva, Estonia.
Wilhelm II and Helm have been resting up in the finest hotel for a couple of days.
They finally enter the conference hall.
"Enter Kaiser Wilhelm II, the rightful ruler of the German Empire, and Wilhelm von Prussia, his successor and first in line of succession to the German Empire."
"...!!!!"
As soon as Helm, arm in arm with Wilhelm II, entered the conference room, he could see the two wealthy men there.
The Emperor of the Russian Empire, looking stern and proudly stroking his bushy beard.
The Crown Prince of the Russian Empire, a handsome man who looked like he could have beaten up a woman, was looking Helm up and down with an expression of emotion.
'...Even so, isn't it a crime to look at an eight-year-old girl like that, huh? He suddenly frowns. ''It's probably not because of my figure.'
Helm frowned, feeling dirty for some reason.
Nikolai, who had never seen a woman frown at him before, also gave Helm a sharp glare.
"....."
"....."
While those below glared at each other, the Kaiser of the German Empire and the Tsar of the Russian Empire looked at each other intently and shook hands.
"Greetings, Tsar of the Russian Empire. I am the Kaiser of the German Empire-"
"Greetings aside, so the German Empire officially supports the Russian Empire's invasion of Persia?"
...like a fiery brown bear.
South Korean novel translated into English through AI.