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"Thank you all for coming on such short notice. The King will be with you shortly." The Great Hall of Magnarplatz Palace was transformed into a sea of reporters with cameras and microphones. Two royal standards hung on the wall, and a lectern with the King's seal stood between them. The afternoon sun spilled through the painted glass windows, decorated with scenes of the Kanadiaans settlers' bravery and heroism, triumphing over demonic depictions of what seemed to be Caskaans, Oseanians, and Trefjalli. The shimmering surface of Maple Bay were partially obscured by a row of trees, and the Robert C. McKenzie Stadium could be seen in the distance, across the bay.
Paintings of the late kings of Candanadium adorned the opposing wall, with the newest addition being King William IV von Magnar, who perished in a brutal helicopter accident in 1998, when his private helicopter crashed into the Bekal Bay after taking off from Belkberg-by-Mirskai. Some had blamed it on the Belkhomir Liberation Army, others on the Edofasians, but the official explanation was an engine problem that went undetected. There wasn't much left of the King to be buried, not that there was much of the King to begin with. King William had always been a small man, but the King William on the wall stood as tall as any of his fathers before him.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the King. Meine Damen und Herren, der König."
The doors to the Great Hall swung open as the two palace guards snapped to attention, presenting their ceremonial sabres at the presence of the King. The crowd of reporters fell back to create a path between the king and the lectern, bowing their heads in respect. The King was accompanied by the Chancellor and a group suited men from what could only be the Royal Protection Squadron, glancing into the crowd nervously. He wore the ceremonial sash with the royal seal embroidered on it over his dark blue suit jacket. The King approached the lectern, and the Chancellor stood behind him as he cleared his throat and began to speak.
"Good afternoon. I come to you today to inform you that I have just met with the Privy Council of Candanadium, and have been officially recommended by the Privy Council to reaffirm our condemnation of the occupation of the territory of Karelograd by the Empire of Sonvarim, as we have in years prior. Karelograd has traditionally been home to many Kanadiaans, Oseanians, and Trefjalli of the Westlands and Cape, who have coexisted with the native Karelos for many years. Under the rule of Sonvarim, however, the rights of these distinctly Candanadian ethnic groups are not guaranteed, and their is evidence of systematic discrimination and abuse of these groups within Sonvarian Karelograd. We will officially call upon the Sonvarian government to cease this abuse of ethnic minorities in Karelograd and push for the creation of a Karelo Free State, free from Sonvarian influence and oppression, by force if necessary. This does not mean, however, that Candanadium is not open to negotiation. Every effort will be made in order to reach an understanding with the Sonvarian administration, but Candanadium is prepared to go to war if necessary, to protect the rights and interests of the Kanadiaans, Oseanian, and Trefjalli minorities of Karelograd." The announcement had began normally enough. Almost every year, the Candanadian government would condemn Sonvarim's occupation of Karelograd. The Sonvarian exclave straddling the borders of both Candanadium and Trefjall had always been a thorn in Candanadium's side. This year, however, it seemed that Chancellor von Juppertal had more drastic measures in mind. A murmur began in the room. This was breaking news, and everybody present knew it.
"The Candanadian-Karelo border along the Westland and Fischerstaat shall be sealed to Sonvarians of non-Kanadiaans, Oseanian, or Trefjalli descent until an understanding can be reached with the government of Sonvarim. Border checkpoints operated by the Candanadian Forces in Trefjall shall remain open as long as the Trefjalli administration maintains an open border with Karelograd. That is all." The murmur became louder and louder as the palace guards attempted to restore order. The King held up his hand, and the room was still.
"Chancellor von Juppertal will be taking questions on my behalf. Thank you."