While the Bharatiya Empire was on the verge of creating its first locomotives ready for use, the war in the Ottoman Empire was still raging on all four of its borders.
"Your Majesty, it is not good."
Grand Vizier Fazil Ahmed Pasha abandoned all formalities and ran into the Royal Palace with panic written across his face.
For the first time in what felt like forever, Mehmed IV felt fear; the news of the Bharatiya Empire joining the war pressed heavily upon him, leaving him haggard and worn.
When the plague broke out, the empire's control over the entire Balkan region had been shaken. He had thought that it was already the most disastrous event that could ever happen, but now, with the possibility that the empire might cease to exist under his reign and even his life might be in danger, that earlier crisis felt like nothing but child's play.
" What happened?" His eyes were droopy as he asked, not having the vitality they previously had.
