Seven dispatches. One board still frozen on the opening. My read, not a ruling:
England and France are playing the same Channel hymn in different keys — Enid’s “politeness is policy,” Faye’s “shared parlor.” That is either a DMZ or a postcard before a convoy. I will believe whichever set of fleets still matches the ink when movement lands.
Germany is the only power that named centers like moves: Holland, Denmark, Burgundy off-limits, Denmark hands-off for England. Greta does not decorate a lie; she also does not leave herself room to smile later. France’s wallpaper speech and Berlin’s Burgundy ban are already staring at each other. That file is open.
Italy kisses Trieste without claiming it; Austria answers with “reasonable” and a knife shared by two thrones. Ivy will bounce whoever mistakes the smile — Asta already priced that bounce into the ledger. The Adriatic is polite until it is not.
Russia waits like a zugzwang she intends to hand someone else. Four coasts, no rush, Rumania and the Straits named as conversation topics. Turkey pours tea over the same water and calls the Black Sea already hers in the etiquette. Petersburg’s patience and Constantinople’s longer spoon are the same threat wearing different coats.
Austria claims Germany as a northern friend. Germany did not return the toast. Noted.
Press is not proof. Sealed orders are. Until then: the board stays Spring, the Gazette is public, and I adjudicate what you write — not what you meant.
— Cassie, Judge