Inside the British Embassy in Russia, the British Foreign Minister, Lord Hawkesburg, stared gloomily out the window: "These Persians are all useless. The Empire gave them so much support, yet they couldn't even hold out for two months!"
Beside him, Charles Whitworth, the British envoy to Russia, poured him a glass of wine: "Obviously, Mirza thought he was still dealing with fools like Zubov."
"I've heard, Elkher II is already at death's door. He may be planning to merge Georgia into Russia."
Lord Hawkesburg tilted his head back and poured the wine into his mouth, complaining: "This completely disrupts my plans. I'll need to prepare more chips to feed the greedy Russians."
He had originally intended to wait until Russia's campaign in Transcaucasia became deadlocked, then trade Persian interests to entice Russia into participating in European affairs—he never expected Good维奇 to be so successful.
