Maximilian sat in front of Bruno. One could hardly tell there was half a decade between them in years. In their old age, with greyed hair, they looked more like brothers now than they ever had before.
Bruno wore a comfortable suit, finely tailored, but free from the most garish excess. It was professional, as a chancellor's work attire should be.
Maximilian was dressed similarly. He enjoyed the bottle of beer Bruno had given him from his personal stock. Sighing and shaking his head as he thought about it.
"You know, out of everything you have done for our family… all the titles and glory gained, all the profits made from the expansion of our family business into a global industrial empire. I have to say, creating the Eisen brand, and all that goes into it is probably my favorite."
