The United Kingdoms of The Lancerian Empire is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Queen-Empress Amelia with a fair hand, and notable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, keen interest in outer space, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 15.149 billion Lancerians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The large, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Saint-Cyr. The average income tax rate is 68.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Lancerian economy, worth a remarkable 1,646 trillion Metens a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Cheese Exports, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 108,674 Metens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Politicians who misplace decimal points on expense reports are fired for gross incompetence, snap elections are called whenever there's a chance to increase Queen-Empress Amelia's majority, tourists are denied entry because of a distant relative married to a Lilliputian, and it ain't easy to be green enough to be imported into The Lancerian Empire. Crime is totally unknown. The Lancerian Empire's national animal is the Percheron Horse, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

The Lancerian Empire is ranked 228,159^th in the world and 9,050^th in The North Pacific for Fattest Citizens, with 6.06 Obesity Rate.