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Loangousususus wrote:How do you guys deal with high crime rates? I have the fourth highest.

Big Brother tbh

Arriving at Timor-Leste, the blacked out
chopper swiftly lands on a private helipad located on the Governor's mansion, formerly the sight of the ex-President of Timor-Leste's capitol.

With a rush, the Governor and the criminal swiftly exit the helicopter. The door forward leading them into the mansion, the door opened by private guards. Walking through the Governor's mansion there are armies of workers trying to get the Governor's attention on certain subject matters, but with the Governor's present state of mind, he ignores them all.

The Governor and the criminal eventually arrive at the Governor's private office. Once in, the Governor tasks his private guards with keeping any and all visitors OUT of the office for the time being. The Governor and criminal enter the room, the door behind them shutting tightly, heavily guarded.

"Finally, back at last. That took WAY too much time. WAY too much effort. And was WAY too close. We almost didn't make it back home. That was WAY too close for comfort!" The governor says as he sits down in his office chair, at ease at last, offering the criminal a seat across from him, as well.

"Right, now that we're in the clear, what did you want from me?" The criminal asks, rather blatantly.

"A man of action, I like that. Well, as we're all aware, you were once one of the higher ups of the Royal Intelligence Service, were you not?" The governor asks the criminal.

"Yeah, I was in-charge of field operations. Well okay...I wasn't in-charge in-charge but I served as a Supervisor. I had a group of men I was responsible for." The criminal would reply hesitantly.

"Yes and if I am not mistaken - one of those men was our ‘glorious’ King Michael himself! Was it not? In-fact if I recall correctly, he not only got you fired from your career but also got you thrown in jail. All out of spite." The Governor says with an evil smile upon his face.

"You don't have to remind me! It was the most embarrassing and SHAMEFUL moment of my life! I remember it vividly too! But then again - there's not much else to do other than rely on your memories for entertainment in jail. It was early into Max's coma and the Board of Advisors was desperate to find a new King. When suddenly, they remembered Michael was indeed alive but just under protection from the Royal Intelligence Service. He also participated as an active field agent. Alongside his Queen, Marissa." The criminal says, with anger upon his face.

"Yes. I remember that day. The Board of Advisors suddenly showed up at the Royal Intelligence Service HQ and demanded we take them to Michael without saying so much as a word beyond that. Bunch of young punks who think they were so great because they got fancy diplomas and had rich parents who bought them high up positions within the government. Nothing urkes me more I tell ya! I had to work for my money. Dang kids!" The criminal says furiously.

"Anyway, so we utilize the tracking devices implanted on each agent's communication devices so we can keep track of them in the field should they get in trouble, and it leads us to a local hotel of all places! Then, upon arriving, as I banged on the hotel room door they were behind, I find who? Michael and Marissa with their clothes backwards answering the door!" The criminal says shaking his head in disappointment.

"Public Displays of Affection between members of the Royal Intelligence Service whether on-duty or off-duty is prohibited at all costs! Such an act could result in termination! Simply because should one of them get bumped up to administrative ranks, they could favor the other individual, thus making an unfair scenario within the Royal Intelligence Service where there'd be an unjustified promotion which is unacceptable since the Royal Intelligence Service strives for excellence!" The criminal says, slightly boastful of the agency in question.

"Regardless, it was clear, they were in a hotel and their clothes were backwards. A child could figure out they were obviously having inappropriate relations behind closed doors! And I would have fired em' both right there and then too if not for giving them the benefit of the doubt. Which proved to be a grave mistake. As shortly after, not only did Michael become increasingly resistant to authority, but he ended up assaulting me as well! Assaulting a federal agent is a punishment worth life in prison! But of course, the Board of Advisors did not care and actually found it funny. God I hate them with a passion!" The criminal says once again furious, as he recalled these memories of the past.

"The worst part is they classify as the highest most authoritative figures after the King within the Kingdom! Simply because they serve as his personal advisors! They're literally INVINCIBLE! And that only urkes me further! Ugh, anyways, so I get assaulted, the Board of Advisors laugh, and then as I try to take Michael in for his crimes against both me and the Royal Intelligence Service, and the dang Board of Advisors command ME to stop! ME! And ask him if he wants to be the new King right in front of my eyes! I couldn't believe it! This new generation of Board of Advisors are absolutely pathetic!" The criminal says as he scoffs at the memory of the Board.

"Anyways. In the end of course, as I was attempting to take Michael in, out of spite and to save his own sorry ass, he goes on and actually AGREES to becoming the new King! Thus putting him straight up top of the totem pole! And suddenly HE was now MY boss! Just like that! In an instant! In the blink of an eye! And just like that everything went to hell and suddenly I was handcuffed, arrested, and sent to rot in some local dirty-ass jail deep below some wasteful Libero City Police precinct. NEVER have I ever been so insulted and mistreated before in my life! I swear if I could just get my hands on him or the Board - hoho! Would THEY be in for a world of pain!" The criminal says as he punches the palm of one of his hands with his opposite hand, signifying how he'd beat all of the aforementioned members up should he ever cross paths with them once again.

"And now, YEARS later, here you are. Finally free at last, thanks to me of course. Heh. Otherwise you'd likely rot in that jail cell for the rest of your life. My how far you've fallen. But wouldn't you like to finally extract your revenge upon both Michael and the Board?" The Governor says, as an evil smile crosses his face.

"Go on, I'm listening." The criminal replies, this time no longer hesitant in his responses to the corrupt Governor.

"Excellent. I thought you might be interested. Then allow me to tell you...of my master plan! Heh heh heh!" The Governor says with an evil chuckle as he goes on to tell the criminal about his master plan.

MEANWHILE, back at the Abrian Royal Palace...

Within Max's Royal bedroom, Sarah is seen standing in front of a giant golden mirror, looking at her clothes with a displeased look upon her face. While Max is seen rushing by, equipped with a beautifully dark red, silky smooth suit, as he double checks to make sure his hair, along with the rest of him, looked good from within his Royal bathroom, since Sarah was using the mirror near his bed.

"UGH!!! Dad, Is this really necessary?!" Sarah says with a whiny tone.

"Yes, sweetheart, we must look good! We're about to address the public after all these years! We can't afford to look like bums when doing so, now can we?!" Max says as he equips himself with a golden tie, and tightens it up good, so that it'd remain in-place.

"BUT DAD!!! LOOK AT ME!!! I look like some old lady or something in this big poofy dress!!! I can't even see my legs! How the heck am I supposed to walk around in this thing?!" Sarah asks, continuing in her whiny tone.

"What?! Old lady?! You look fine! What are you even talking about?! Those types of dresses have been used not only by Queens but also Princesses of the Royal Family for generations! It is tradition! No, a custom even! When was the last time you saw ANY female royal equipped with anything less than a magnificent dress?! Not even in just the Kingdom of Libero itself, but all around the world as well!" Max replies as he rushes to get his shoes on.

"UGH!!! But this is so not my style!!!" Sarah replies, still in a whiny tone.

"Sarah, it's a dark red dress, you're all about dark colors aren't you?!" Max says as he struggles to get one of his shoes on.

"Oh come on! Dang it!!!" Max frustratedly says as he continue to struggle.

"Really, dad? You can't even figure out how to put on shoes on your own without some servant doing it for you? Pathetic, old man!" Sarah says with a smile.

"HEY!!! YOU'VE NO ROOM TO TALK YOUNG LADY!!! Let's not forget who had to help you get into that dress in the first place because you couldn't figure it out!!! Over here putting your head in the wrong holes. Who's the real pathetic one here?!" Max says slightly irate as he finally gets ONE of his shoes on.

"H-HEY!!! Y-YOU SHUSH UP!!! W-WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT!!! THAT WASN'T MY FAULT!!! I HAVEN'T WORN ONE OF THESE BEFORE!!!" Sarah says as her face turns red with embarrassment.

"Heh, mhm. That's what I thought." Max replies with a victorious smile as he gets his second shoe on.

"It...It was embarrassing enough having to have my father help me into a dress. I...I don't need to be reminded of it you know!!!" Sarah says with a pouting face, angry, as she continues looking at herself in the mirror, still embarrassed, her face remaining red.

"Heh, I could have made it so much worse, you know. I could have done it in front of the ENTIRE KINGDOM! Actually now that I think about it, I should have! Boy would that have taught you a lesson about complaining, be grateful!"

Max says with another smile as he gets up and rushes to his wardrobe, where he puts on a watch and opens up a case that contains a large red and golden cape, with a golden design on the back of it in the same exact style as that of the golden sun represented on the nation's flag. Alongside the cape was a large red along with a golden crown and scepter, both bejeweled heavily!

"WHAT?! YOU WOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT WOULD YOU?!" Is what is be heard from Sarah, back in the main room of Max's Royal bedroom.

"I don't know! I'm actually considering it for next time! I hope you learned from this first time!" Max replies back with a smile.

"DADDY NO!!! You're so cruel to me!!! Why?!?!?!" Is what is once again be heard from Sarah, still in the other room.

To which Max simply laughs as he equips himself with the Royal Cape, Crown, and Scepter.

"All right! Now it's go time!" Max says as he rushes to his bathroom once more to ensure he looks good!

"Aw yeah! That's what i'm talking about! I never get tired of wearing these Royal clothes!" Max says with a smile as he puts on some finishing touches to ensure he looked good for the public.

When suddenly, he hears a large ripping sound coming from where Sarah formerly was.

"What the hell?!" Max says as he quickly runs out of his bathroom and into the main room of his bedroom, only to find Sarah standing there in front of the mirror. Having cut up her Royal dress entirely! Making it just above knee-length!

"WHAT IN GOD'S GLORIOUS NAME?!" Max says, shocked.

"Oh hey dad! What do you think? This looks way better doesn't it? I feel much better to! Now this is MUCH MORE my style! Heh heh!" Sarah says happily as she turns herself around in a circle in-front of the mirror, while holding a giant knife.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY THAT DRESS COST ME?!" Max says frustratedly as he falls to his knees, grieving the lost dress.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS?! SOME SORT OF COTILLION?!" Max says, angered and frustrated at his daughter’s insolence.

"WHERE DID YOU EVEN ACQUIRE SUCH A LARGE KNIFE FROM?! AND WHERE WERE YOU HIDING IT?!" Max asks, genuinely confused, while still angry and frustrated with his daughter.

"Sheesh! You need to relax, old man! It's not a big deal! You're acting like I just killed someone or something! It's just a dress! You're such a drama queen!" Sarah says in response, with a smirk on her face, as she holds up her knife.

"And as for where I got the knife from, don't worry about it!" Sarah says as her smirk would widen. She then winks at Max as she plays around with her knife.

"Ah! Be careful with that! That knife is not a toy!" Max says in response, as he gets back up and attempts to remove the knife from Sarah's grasp.

"Chill out, old man! I'm not a little girl anymore! You know that, right? Heh heh!" Sarah says with a smile as she holds the knife away from Max.

But then Max's watch started beeping.

"Gah!!! We've no time for this! Put the knife away! It is time! Get your crown on!!!" Max says as he swiftly rushes back into the bathroom and doses himself in cologne.

"Ugh. Fine." Sarah says as she walks over towards Max's bed where her crown is sitting, a beautiful white crown bejeweled with red gems!

When suddenly, Sarah stops, as she looks at a photograph beside Max's bed.

"Alright Sarah, let's go!"

Max says as he exits the bathroom. But then he notices Sarah sitting on his bed, holding up a photograph and looking at it lost deep in thought. One photograph Max knew all to well unfortunately: that of himself and Sarah when she was a baby. Holding her close. Holding her tightly, but alongside her former mother of course.

Max gulps, knowing this could go one of two ways; either really well or really bad, PRAYING that from this photograph Sarah does NOT recall her memories!

Slowly, Max steps towards his bed, looking at Sarah with a slightly distant look.

"H...Hey kid. W...What do you have there?" Max asks nervously as he inches closer to Sarah.

Sarah - saying nothing, simply looks up at Max with tears in her eyes for a brief moment before looking back down at the photograph once more.

"Uh..." Max says uncomfortably, as he slowly sits on the bed, next to Sarah.

"D....dad....is....is this?...." Is all of what Sarah is able to say before choking up slightly, tears rolling down her eyes.

Max - still nervous, takes a deep breath before speaking.

"Yes, my daughter, that is you, when you were but a mere baby-" Max begins before pausing for a second, as Sarah looks up at him with big, sad eyes.

"And yes - that woman in the photo. She....she was your mother." Max says as he looks down, depressed.

"I....I cannot lie to you, my daughter. I....I cannot keep up this facade any longer. You see.....your mother and I. We....we didn't have the best relationship, I am sorry to say. In the beginning it was paradise but....somewhere along the way love kind of just stopped between the two of us. As is the case with time more often than not, I'm afraid."

Max says, biting his lip, as he tries to conceal his shame from lying to his daughter to keep the peace between the two. For the time being, anyways. Until he believed it was time to tell her the truth. Should that time EVER arise.

"Uh...long story short. We....we just grew apart. Distant from one another. We had the perfect family. She was set to be Queen. I...I was going to propose to her in-fact on the night she broke my heart. She just said it was over. Left you with me, because she believed I could take care of you better. Give you a better life. Given I was to ascend the throne soon. Yes...I remember the day clearly. It was the worst day of my life."

Max says, as he clenches his hands into fists, literally physically in pain for lying to his precious daughter.

"Wh-What?! Is....Is that true daddy?! Daddy?!" Sarah says, shocked and in disbelief, as in her face Max could see a trace of anger. As her tears continued to roll down her face like waterfalls.

"Yes...it was terrible. She...She moved out of the Royal Palace. Broke my heart in front of everybody. In front of my brother. In front of my father. In front of my mother. It....It was the most shameful moment of my life - as they all knew of my plans to propose to her when it all blew up in my face! And that day that she left the Royal Palace - I never saw her again. I tried everything - I tried calling her repeatedly. Going to her house. To try and make things right between us. She never even told me what I did wrong. But no luck. She blocked my number. Got a restraining order. And so - I, a young lad at the time, was forced to survive on my own. But most importantly to survive for you. All your life, though you do not remember now - I've tried raising you to become a true Queen worthy of the crown. I'd say I've done a mostly good job thus far. Yes. I've gone through hell and back to ensure you had a bright future. And...truth be told...i'd do it all again. Because, I love you my daughter. And I would NEVER EVER abandon you. Like your mother did so long ago..."

Max says as he fakes a tear out. Then he looks at Sarah to see her reaction. To see if she'd buy his story.

"T...That....BITC-!" Sarah suddenly yells out, surprising Max, as a fit of rage comes over her. And with some surprising strength, she tosses the photograph all the way to the opposite side of the room - it breaking immediately upon impact - before she broke down and began to cry heavily, falling to the ground on her knees, hurt significantly.

Max, shocked and unsure of what to do - quickly gets down beside her and pull her into his arms. Hugging her in a tight embrace, he kisses her forehead and pats her hair, as she hugs Max back just as tight, crying in his arms.

"I know sweetheart! I know! Sometimes...Sometimes life just isn't fair! Trust me, I know! I was just as angry as you are now on the day it all took place! But....but know this sweetheart! You still have me! At least....at least we're still together! And that's all that matters! I will NEVER EVER leave you! I promise! I love you, my precious daughter!!! I love you with all of my heart!!!”

Max says, as he hugs Sarah tighter and gives her another kiss on the forehead as she continues to cry more and more, sobbing loudly, refusing to let go of Max. Hugging him as tight as possible now, as well. Even tighter than how much Max was hugging her!

Smiling - knowing now that his plan was successful, Max lifts up Sarah's head to face him. Wiping away her tears, Max then passes his hand by her hair, parting it from her face.

"But you know. I must say. You are by far more beautiful than your mother ever was! A thing of true beauty!"

Max says in a reassuring tone while still smiling. To which Sarah would then also smile and blush slightly, surprised by the unexpected compliment.

"And I can tell...you'll make an even more beautiful Queen! The most beautiful Queen in-fact - that this Kingdom has ever seen!" Max says while still smiling as he reaches up to his bed and grabs Sarah's crown.

Then, gently, he'd place the crown on Sarah's head, it shining in the room's light. As Max would then pull Sarah into another hug and kiss her on the forehead one last time.

Sarah, once again, hugging Max as tightly as possible, would continue to smile as the crown would weigh heavily upon her head.

"Heh heh...th...thanks, Dad...." Sarah says after a few moments, sniffling.

"Why of course. I only speak the truth! Now - shall we address the public, together?" Max asks as he slowly pats Sarah's back.

Sarah, after giving off a sigh of relief, and wiping away any remaining tears, then looks back up at Max with a beaming smile.

"Mhm!" Is all of what she says, rather happily.

And thus, Max and Sarah get up off the floor together, and leave the room. The photograph of Max, Sarah, and Sarah's former mother glistening on the far end of the room. Shattered completely, as the day would quickly start to come to a close.

Things are really heating up now in the Treocary of UnitedItaly ! What shall happen next?! Find out next time! TO BE CONTINUED!!!

UnitedItaly wrote:Arriving at Timor-Leste, the blacked out
chopper swiftly lands on a private helipad located on the Governor's mansion, formerly the sight of the ex-President of Timor-Leste's capitol.

With a rush, the Governor and the criminal swiftly exit the helicopter. The door forward leading them into the mansion, the door opened by private guards. Walking through the Governor's mansion there are armies of workers trying to get the Governor's attention on certain subject matters, but with the Governor's present state of mind, he ignores them all.

The Governor and the criminal eventually arrive at the Governor's private office. Once in, the Governor tasks his private guards with keeping any and all visitors OUT of the office for the time being. The Governor and criminal enter the room, the door behind them shutting tightly, heavily guarded.

"Finally, back at last. That took WAY too much time. WAY too much effort. And was WAY too close. We almost didn't make it back home. That was WAY too close for comfort!" The governor says as he sits down in his office chair, at ease at last, offering the criminal a seat across from him, as well.

"Right, now that we're in the clear, what did you want from me?" The criminal asks, rather blatantly.

"A man of action, I like that. Well, as we're all aware, you were once one of the higher ups of the Royal Intelligence Service, were you not?" The governor asks the criminal.

"Yeah, I was in-charge of field operations. Well okay...I wasn't in-charge in-charge but I served as a Supervisor. I had a group of men I was responsible for." The criminal would reply hesitantly.

"Yes and if I am not mistaken - one of those men was our ‘glorious’ King Michael himself! Was it not? In-fact if I recall correctly, he not only got you fired from your career but also got you thrown in jail. All out of spite." The Governor says with an evil smile upon his face.

"You don't have to remind me! It was the most embarrassing and SHAMEFUL moment of my life! I remember it vividly too! But then again - there's not much else to do other than rely on your memories for entertainment in jail. It was early into Max's coma and the Board of Advisors was desperate to find a new King. When suddenly, they remembered Michael was indeed alive but just under protection from the Royal Intelligence Service. He also participated as an active field agent. Alongside his Queen, Marissa." The criminal says, with anger upon his face.

"Yes. I remember that day. The Board of Advisors suddenly showed up at the Royal Intelligence Service HQ and demanded we take them to Michael without saying so much as a word beyond that. Bunch of young punks who think they were so great because they got fancy diplomas and had rich parents who bought them high up positions within the government. Nothing urkes me more I tell ya! I had to work for my money. Dang kids!" The criminal says furiously.

"Anyway, so we utilize the tracking devices implanted on each agent's communication devices so we can keep track of them in the field should they get in trouble, and it leads us to a local hotel of all places! Then, upon arriving, as I banged on the hotel room door they were behind, I find who? Michael and Marissa with their clothes backwards answering the door!" The criminal says shaking his head in disappointment.

"Public Displays of Affection between members of the Royal Intelligence Service whether on-duty or off-duty is prohibited at all costs! Such an act could result in termination! Simply because should one of them get bumped up to administrative ranks, they could favor the other individual, thus making an unfair scenario within the Royal Intelligence Service where there'd be an unjustified promotion which is unacceptable since the Royal Intelligence Service strives for excellence!" The criminal says, slightly boastful of the agency in question.

"Regardless, it was clear, they were in a hotel and their clothes were backwards. A child could figure out they were obviously having inappropriate relations behind closed doors! And I would have fired em' both right there and then too if not for giving them the benefit of the doubt. Which proved to be a grave mistake. As shortly after, not only did Michael become increasingly resistant to authority, but he ended up assaulting me as well! Assaulting a federal agent is a punishment worth life in prison! But of course, the Board of Advisors did not care and actually found it funny. God I hate them with a passion!" The criminal says once again furious, as he recalled these memories of the past.

"The worst part is they classify as the highest most authoritative figures after the King within the Kingdom! Simply because they serve as his personal advisors! They're literally INVINCIBLE! And that only urkes me further! Ugh, anyways, so I get assaulted, the Board of Advisors laugh, and then as I try to take Michael in for his crimes against both me and the Royal Intelligence Service, and the dang Board of Advisors command ME to stop! ME! And ask him if he wants to be the new King right in front of my eyes! I couldn't believe it! This new generation of Board of Advisors are absolutely pathetic!" The criminal says as he scoffs at the memory of the Board.

"Anyways. In the end of course, as I was attempting to take Michael in, out of spite and to save his own sorry ass, he goes on and actually AGREES to becoming the new King! Thus putting him straight up top of the totem pole! And suddenly HE was now MY boss! Just like that! In an instant! In the blink of an eye! And just like that everything went to hell and suddenly I was handcuffed, arrested, and sent to rot in some local dirty-ass jail deep below some wasteful Libero City Police precinct. NEVER have I ever been so insulted and mistreated before in my life! I swear if I could just get my hands on him or the Board - hoho! Would THEY be in for a world of pain!" The criminal says as he punches the palm of one of his hands with his opposite hand, signifying how he'd beat all of the aforementioned members up should he ever cross paths with them once again.

"And now, YEARS later, here you are. Finally free at last, thanks to me of course. Heh. Otherwise you'd likely rot in that jail cell for the rest of your life. My how far you've fallen. But wouldn't you like to finally extract your revenge upon both Michael and the Board?" The Governor says, as an evil smile crosses his face.

"Go on, I'm listening." The criminal replies, this time no longer hesitant in his responses to the corrupt Governor.

"Excellent. I thought you might be interested. Then allow me to tell you...of my master plan! Heh heh heh!" The Governor says with an evil chuckle as he goes on to tell the criminal about his master plan.

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MEANWHILE, back at the Abrian Royal Palace...

Within Max's Royal bedroom, Sarah is seen standing in front of a giant golden mirror, looking at her clothes with a displeased look upon her face. While Max is seen rushing by, equipped with a beautifully dark red, silky smooth suit, as he double checks to make sure his hair, along with the rest of him, looked good from within his Royal bathroom, since Sarah was using the mirror near his bed.

"UGH!!! Dad, Is this really necessary?!" Sarah says with a whiny tone.

"Yes, sweetheart, we must look good! We're about to address the public after all these years! We can't afford to look like bums when doing so, now can we?!" Max says as he equips himself with a golden tie, and tightens it up good, so that it'd remain in-place.

"BUT DAD!!! LOOK AT ME!!! I look like some old lady or something in this big poofy dress!!! I can't even see my legs! How the heck am I supposed to walk around in this thing?!" Sarah asks, continuing in her whiny tone.

"What?! Old lady?! You look fine! What are you even talking about?! Those types of dresses have been used not only by Queens but also Princesses of the Royal Family for generations! It is tradition! No, a custom even! When was the last time you saw ANY female royal equipped with anything less than a magnificent dress?! Not even in just the Kingdom of Libero itself, but all around the world as well!" Max replies as he rushes to get his shoes on.

"UGH!!! But this is so not my style!!!" Sarah replies, still in a whiny tone.

"Sarah, it's a dark red dress, you're all about dark colors aren't you?!" Max says as he struggles to get one of his shoes on.

"Oh come on! Dang it!!!" Max frustratedly says as he continue to struggle.

"Really, dad? You can't even figure out how to put on shoes on your own without some servant doing it for you? Pathetic, old man!" Sarah says with a smile.

"HEY!!! YOU'VE NO ROOM TO TALK YOUNG LADY!!! Let's not forget who had to help you get into that dress in the first place because you couldn't figure it out!!! Over here putting your head in the wrong holes. Who's the real pathetic one here?!" Max says slightly irate as he finally gets ONE of his shoes on.

"H-HEY!!! Y-YOU SHUSH UP!!! W-WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT!!! THAT WASN'T MY FAULT!!! I HAVEN'T WORN ONE OF THESE BEFORE!!!" Sarah says as her face turns red with embarrassment.

"Heh, mhm. That's what I thought." Max replies with a victorious smile as he gets his second shoe on.

"It...It was embarrassing enough having to have my father help me into a dress. I...I don't need to be reminded of it you know!!!" Sarah says with a pouting face, angry, as she continues looking at herself in the mirror, still embarrassed, her face remaining red.

"Heh, I could have made it so much worse, you know. I could have done it in front of the ENTIRE KINGDOM! Actually now that I think about it, I should have! Boy would that have taught you a lesson about complaining, be grateful!"

Max says with another smile as he gets up and rushes to his wardrobe, where he puts on a watch and opens up a case that contains a large red and golden cape, with a golden design on the back of it in the same exact style as that of the golden sun represented on the nation's flag. Alongside the cape was a large red along with a golden crown and scepter, both bejeweled heavily!

"WHAT?! YOU WOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT WOULD YOU?!" Is what is be heard from Sarah, back in the main room of Max's Royal bedroom.

"I don't know! I'm actually considering it for next time! I hope you learned from this first time!" Max replies back with a smile.

"DADDY NO!!! You're so cruel to me!!! Why?!?!?!" Is what is once again be heard from Sarah, still in the other room.

To which Max simply laughs as he equips himself with the Royal Cape, Crown, and Scepter.

"All right! Now it's go time!" Max says as he rushes to his bathroom once more to ensure he looks good!

"Aw yeah! That's what i'm talking about! I never get tired of wearing these Royal clothes!" Max says with a smile as he puts on some finishing touches to ensure he looked good for the public.

When suddenly, he hears a large ripping sound coming from where Sarah formerly was.

"What the hell?!" Max says as he quickly runs out of his bathroom and into the main room of his bedroom, only to find Sarah standing there in front of the mirror. Having cut up her Royal dress entirely! Making it just above knee-length!

"WHAT IN GOD'S GLORIOUS NAME?!" Max says, shocked.

"Oh hey dad! What do you think? This looks way better doesn't it? I feel much better to! Now this is MUCH MORE my style! Heh heh!" Sarah says happily as she turns herself around in a circle in-front of the mirror, while holding a giant knife.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY THAT DRESS COST ME?!" Max says frustratedly as he falls to his knees, grieving the lost dress.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS?! SOME SORT OF COTILLION?!" Max says, angered and frustrated at his daughter’s insolence.

"WHERE DID YOU EVEN ACQUIRE SUCH A LARGE KNIFE FROM?! AND WHERE WERE YOU HIDING IT?!" Max asks, genuinely confused, while still angry and frustrated with his daughter.

"Sheesh! You need to relax, old man! It's not a big deal! You're acting like I just killed someone or something! It's just a dress! You're such a drama queen!" Sarah says in response, with a smirk on her face, as she holds up her knife.

"And as for where I got the knife from, don't worry about it!" Sarah says as her smirk would widen. She then winks at Max as she plays around with her knife.

"Ah! Be careful with that! That knife is not a toy!" Max says in response, as he gets back up and attempts to remove the knife from Sarah's grasp.

"Chill out, old man! I'm not a little girl anymore! You know that, right? Heh heh!" Sarah says with a smile as she holds the knife away from Max.

But then Max's watch started beeping.

"Gah!!! We've no time for this! Put the knife away! It is time! Get your crown on!!!" Max says as he swiftly rushes back into the bathroom and doses himself in cologne.

"Ugh. Fine." Sarah says as she walks over towards Max's bed where her crown is sitting, a beautiful white crown bejeweled with red gems!

When suddenly, Sarah stops, as she looks at a photograph beside Max's bed.

"Alright Sarah, let's go!"

Max says as he exits the bathroom. But then he notices Sarah sitting on his bed, holding up a photograph and looking at it lost deep in thought. One photograph Max knew all to well unfortunately: that of himself and Sarah when she was a baby. Holding her close. Holding her tightly, but alongside her former mother of course.

Max gulps, knowing this could go one of two ways; either really well or really bad, PRAYING that from this photograph Sarah does NOT recall her memories!

Slowly, Max steps towards his bed, looking at Sarah with a slightly distant look.

"H...Hey kid. W...What do you have there?" Max asks nervously as he inches closer to Sarah.

Sarah - saying nothing, simply looks up at Max with tears in her eyes for a brief moment before looking back down at the photograph once more.

"Uh..." Max says uncomfortably, as he slowly sits on the bed, next to Sarah.

"D....dad....is....is this?...." Is all of what Sarah is able to say before choking up slightly, tears rolling down her eyes.

Max - still nervous, takes a deep breath before speaking.

"Yes, my daughter, that is you, when you were but a mere baby-" Max begins before pausing for a second, as Sarah looks up at him with big, sad eyes.

"And yes - that woman in the photo. She....she was your mother." Max says as he looks down, depressed.

"I....I cannot lie to you, my daughter. I....I cannot keep up this facade any longer. You see.....your mother and I. We....we didn't have the best relationship, I am sorry to say. In the beginning it was paradise but....somewhere along the way love kind of just stopped between the two of us. As is the case with time more often than not, I'm afraid."

Max says, biting his lip, as he tries to conceal his shame from lying to his daughter to keep the peace between the two. For the time being, anyways. Until he believed it was time to tell her the truth. Should that time EVER arise.

"Uh...long story short. We....we just grew apart. Distant from one another. We had the perfect family. She was set to be Queen. I...I was going to propose to her in-fact on the night she broke my heart. She just said it was over. Left you with me, because she believed I could take care of you better. Give you a better life. Given I was to ascend the throne soon. Yes...I remember the day clearly. It was the worst day of my life."

Max says, as he clenches his hands into fists, literally physically in pain for lying to his precious daughter.

"Wh-What?! Is....Is that true daddy?! Daddy?!" Sarah says, shocked and in disbelief, as in her face Max could see a trace of anger. As her tears continued to roll down her face like waterfalls.

"Yes...it was terrible. She...She moved out of the Royal Palace. Broke my heart in front of everybody. In front of my brother. In front of my father. In front of my mother. It....It was the most shameful moment of my life - as they all knew of my plans to propose to her when it all blew up in my face! And that day that she left the Royal Palace - I never saw her again. I tried everything - I tried calling her repeatedly. Going to her house. To try and make things right between us. She never even told me what I did wrong. But no luck. She blocked my number. Got a restraining order. And so - I, a young lad at the time, was forced to survive on my own. But most importantly to survive for you. All your life, though you do not remember now - I've tried raising you to become a true Queen worthy of the crown. I'd say I've done a mostly good job thus far. Yes. I've gone through hell and back to ensure you had a bright future. And...truth be told...i'd do it all again. Because, I love you my daughter. And I would NEVER EVER abandon you. Like your mother did so long ago..."

Max says as he fakes a tear out. Then he looks at Sarah to see her reaction. To see if she'd buy his story.

"T...That....BITC-!" Sarah suddenly yells out, surprising Max, as a fit of rage comes over her. And with some surprising strength, she tosses the photograph all the way to the opposite side of the room - it breaking immediately upon impact - before she broke down and began to cry heavily, falling to the ground on her knees, hurt significantly.

Max, shocked and unsure of what to do - quickly gets down beside her and pull her into his arms. Hugging her in a tight embrace, he kisses her forehead and pats her hair, as she hugs Max back just as tight, crying in his arms.

"I know sweetheart! I know! Sometimes...Sometimes life just isn't fair! Trust me, I know! I was just as angry as you are now on the day it all took place! But....but know this sweetheart! You still have me! At least....at least we're still together! And that's all that matters! I will NEVER EVER leave you! I promise! I love you, my precious daughter!!! I love you with all of my heart!!!”

Max says, as he hugs Sarah tighter and gives her another kiss on the forehead as she continues to cry more and more, sobbing loudly, refusing to let go of Max. Hugging him as tight as possible now, as well. Even tighter than how much Max was hugging her!

Smiling - knowing now that his plan was successful, Max lifts up Sarah's head to face him. Wiping away her tears, Max then passes his hand by her hair, parting it from her face.

"But you know. I must say. You are by far more beautiful than your mother ever was! A thing of true beauty!"

Max says in a reassuring tone while still smiling. To which Sarah would then also smile and blush slightly, surprised by the unexpected compliment.

"And I can tell...you'll make an even more beautiful Queen! The most beautiful Queen in-fact - that this Kingdom has ever seen!" Max says while still smiling as he reaches up to his bed and grabs Sarah's crown.

Then, gently, he'd place the crown on Sarah's head, it shining in the room's light. As Max would then pull Sarah into another hug and kiss her on the forehead one last time.

Sarah, once again, hugging Max as tightly as possible, would continue to smile as the crown would weigh heavily upon her head.

"Heh heh...th...thanks, Dad...." Sarah says after a few moments, sniffling.

"Why of course. I only speak the truth! Now - shall we address the public, together?" Max asks as he slowly pats Sarah's back.

Sarah, after giving off a sigh of relief, and wiping away any remaining tears, then looks back up at Max with a beaming smile.

"Mhm!" Is all of what she says, rather happily.

And thus, Max and Sarah get up off the floor together, and leave the room. The photograph of Max, Sarah, and Sarah's former mother glistening on the far end of the room. Shattered completely, as the day would quickly start to come to a close.

Things are really heating up now in the Treocary of UnitedItaly ! What shall happen next?! Find out next time! TO BE CONTINUED!!!

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UnitedItaly wrote:Arriving at Timor-Leste, the blacked out
chopper swiftly lands on a private helipad located on the Governor's mansion, formerly the sight of the ex-President of Timor-Leste's capitol.

With a rush, the Governor and the criminal swiftly exit the helicopter. The door forward leading them into the mansion, the door opened by private guards. Walking through the Governor's mansion there are armies of workers trying to get the Governor's attention on certain subject matters, but with the Governor's present state of mind, he ignores them all.

The Governor and the criminal eventually arrive at the Governor's private office. Once in, the Governor tasks his private guards with keeping any and all visitors OUT of the office for the time being. The Governor and criminal enter the room, the door behind them shutting tightly, heavily guarded.

"Finally, back at last. That took WAY too much time. WAY too much effort. And was WAY too close. We almost didn't make it back home. That was WAY too close for comfort!" The governor says as he sits down in his office chair, at ease at last, offering the criminal a seat across from him, as well.

"Right, now that we're in the clear, what did you want from me?" The criminal asks, rather blatantly.

"A man of action, I like that. Well, as we're all aware, you were once one of the higher ups of the Royal Intelligence Service, were you not?" The governor asks the criminal.

"Yeah, I was in-charge of field operations. Well okay...I wasn't in-charge in-charge but I served as a Supervisor. I had a group of men I was responsible for." The criminal would reply hesitantly.

"Yes and if I am not mistaken - one of those men was our ‘glorious’ King Michael himself! Was it not? In-fact if I recall correctly, he not only got you fired from your career but also got you thrown in jail. All out of spite." The Governor says with an evil smile upon his face.

"You don't have to remind me! It was the most embarrassing and SHAMEFUL moment of my life! I remember it vividly too! But then again - there's not much else to do other than rely on your memories for entertainment in jail. It was early into Max's coma and the Board of Advisors was desperate to find a new King. When suddenly, they remembered Michael was indeed alive but just under protection from the Royal Intelligence Service. He also participated as an active field agent. Alongside his Queen, Marissa." The criminal says, with anger upon his face.

"Yes. I remember that day. The Board of Advisors suddenly showed up at the Royal Intelligence Service HQ and demanded we take them to Michael without saying so much as a word beyond that. Bunch of young punks who think they were so great because they got fancy diplomas and had rich parents who bought them high up positions within the government. Nothing urkes me more I tell ya! I had to work for my money. Dang kids!" The criminal says furiously.

"Anyway, so we utilize the tracking devices implanted on each agent's communication devices so we can keep track of them in the field should they get in trouble, and it leads us to a local hotel of all places! Then, upon arriving, as I banged on the hotel room door they were behind, I find who? Michael and Marissa with their clothes backwards answering the door!" The criminal says shaking his head in disappointment.

"Public Displays of Affection between members of the Royal Intelligence Service whether on-duty or off-duty is prohibited at all costs! Such an act could result in termination! Simply because should one of them get bumped up to administrative ranks, they could favor the other individual, thus making an unfair scenario within the Royal Intelligence Service where there'd be an unjustified promotion which is unacceptable since the Royal Intelligence Service strives for excellence!" The criminal says, slightly boastful of the agency in question.

"Regardless, it was clear, they were in a hotel and their clothes were backwards. A child could figure out they were obviously having inappropriate relations behind closed doors! And I would have fired em' both right there and then too if not for giving them the benefit of the doubt. Which proved to be a grave mistake. As shortly after, not only did Michael become increasingly resistant to authority, but he ended up assaulting me as well! Assaulting a federal agent is a punishment worth life in prison! But of course, the Board of Advisors did not care and actually found it funny. God I hate them with a passion!" The criminal says once again furious, as he recalled these memories of the past.

"The worst part is they classify as the highest most authoritative figures after the King within the Kingdom! Simply because they serve as his personal advisors! They're literally INVINCIBLE! And that only urkes me further! Ugh, anyways, so I get assaulted, the Board of Advisors laugh, and then as I try to take Michael in for his crimes against both me and the Royal Intelligence Service, and the dang Board of Advisors command ME to stop! ME! And ask him if he wants to be the new King right in front of my eyes! I couldn't believe it! This new generation of Board of Advisors are absolutely pathetic!" The criminal says as he scoffs at the memory of the Board.

"Anyways. In the end of course, as I was attempting to take Michael in, out of spite and to save his own sorry ass, he goes on and actually AGREES to becoming the new King! Thus putting him straight up top of the totem pole! And suddenly HE was now MY boss! Just like that! In an instant! In the blink of an eye! And just like that everything went to hell and suddenly I was handcuffed, arrested, and sent to rot in some local dirty-ass jail deep below some wasteful Libero City Police precinct. NEVER have I ever been so insulted and mistreated before in my life! I swear if I could just get my hands on him or the Board - hoho! Would THEY be in for a world of pain!" The criminal says as he punches the palm of one of his hands with his opposite hand, signifying how he'd beat all of the aforementioned members up should he ever cross paths with them once again.

"And now, YEARS later, here you are. Finally free at last, thanks to me of course. Heh. Otherwise you'd likely rot in that jail cell for the rest of your life. My how far you've fallen. But wouldn't you like to finally extract your revenge upon both Michael and the Board?" The Governor says, as an evil smile crosses his face.

"Go on, I'm listening." The criminal replies, this time no longer hesitant in his responses to the corrupt Governor.

"Excellent. I thought you might be interested. Then allow me to tell you...of my master plan! Heh heh heh!" The Governor says with an evil chuckle as he goes on to tell the criminal about his master plan.

MEANWHILE, back at the Abrian Royal Palace...

Within Max's Royal bedroom, Sarah is seen standing in front of a giant golden mirror, looking at her clothes with a displeased look upon her face. While Max is seen rushing by, equipped with a beautifully dark red, silky smooth suit, as he double checks to make sure his hair, along with the rest of him, looked good from within his Royal bathroom, since Sarah was using the mirror near his bed.

"UGH!!! Dad, Is this really necessary?!" Sarah says with a whiny tone.

"Yes, sweetheart, we must look good! We're about to address the public after all these years! We can't afford to look like bums when doing so, now can we?!" Max says as he equips himself with a golden tie, and tightens it up good, so that it'd remain in-place.

"BUT DAD!!! LOOK AT ME!!! I look like some old lady or something in this big poofy dress!!! I can't even see my legs! How the heck am I supposed to walk around in this thing?!" Sarah asks, continuing in her whiny tone.

"What?! Old lady?! You look fine! What are you even talking about?! Those types of dresses have been used not only by Queens but also Princesses of the Royal Family for generations! It is tradition! No, a custom even! When was the last time you saw ANY female royal equipped with anything less than a magnificent dress?! Not even in just the Kingdom of Libero itself, but all around the world as well!" Max replies as he rushes to get his shoes on.

"UGH!!! But this is so not my style!!!" Sarah replies, still in a whiny tone.

"Sarah, it's a dark red dress, you're all about dark colors aren't you?!" Max says as he struggles to get one of his shoes on.

"Oh come on! Dang it!!!" Max frustratedly says as he continue to struggle.

"Really, dad? You can't even figure out how to put on shoes on your own without some servant doing it for you? Pathetic, old man!" Sarah says with a smile.

"HEY!!! YOU'VE NO ROOM TO TALK YOUNG LADY!!! Let's not forget who had to help you get into that dress in the first place because you couldn't figure it out!!! Over here putting your head in the wrong holes. Who's the real pathetic one here?!" Max says slightly irate as he finally gets ONE of his shoes on.

"H-HEY!!! Y-YOU SHUSH UP!!! W-WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT!!! THAT WASN'T MY FAULT!!! I HAVEN'T WORN ONE OF THESE BEFORE!!!" Sarah says as her face turns red with embarrassment.

"Heh, mhm. That's what I thought." Max replies with a victorious smile as he gets his second shoe on.

"It...It was embarrassing enough having to have my father help me into a dress. I...I don't need to be reminded of it you know!!!" Sarah says with a pouting face, angry, as she continues looking at herself in the mirror, still embarrassed, her face remaining red.

"Heh, I could have made it so much worse, you know. I could have done it in front of the ENTIRE KINGDOM! Actually now that I think about it, I should have! Boy would that have taught you a lesson about complaining, be grateful!"

Max says with another smile as he gets up and rushes to his wardrobe, where he puts on a watch and opens up a case that contains a large red and golden cape, with a golden design on the back of it in the same exact style as that of the golden sun represented on the nation's flag. Alongside the cape was a large red along with a golden crown and scepter, both bejeweled heavily!

"WHAT?! YOU WOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT WOULD YOU?!" Is what is be heard from Sarah, back in the main room of Max's Royal bedroom.

"I don't know! I'm actually considering it for next time! I hope you learned from this first time!" Max replies back with a smile.

"DADDY NO!!! You're so cruel to me!!! Why?!?!?!" Is what is once again be heard from Sarah, still in the other room.

To which Max simply laughs as he equips himself with the Royal Cape, Crown, and Scepter.

"All right! Now it's go time!" Max says as he rushes to his bathroom once more to ensure he looks good!

"Aw yeah! That's what i'm talking about! I never get tired of wearing these Royal clothes!" Max says with a smile as he puts on some finishing touches to ensure he looked good for the public.

When suddenly, he hears a large ripping sound coming from where Sarah formerly was.

"What the hell?!" Max says as he quickly runs out of his bathroom and into the main room of his bedroom, only to find Sarah standing there in front of the mirror. Having cut up her Royal dress entirely! Making it just above knee-length!

"WHAT IN GOD'S GLORIOUS NAME?!" Max says, shocked.

"Oh hey dad! What do you think? This looks way better doesn't it? I feel much better to! Now this is MUCH MORE my style! Heh heh!" Sarah says happily as she turns herself around in a circle in-front of the mirror, while holding a giant knife.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY THAT DRESS COST ME?!" Max says frustratedly as he falls to his knees, grieving the lost dress.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS?! SOME SORT OF COTILLION?!" Max says, angered and frustrated at his daughter’s insolence.

"WHERE DID YOU EVEN ACQUIRE SUCH A LARGE KNIFE FROM?! AND WHERE WERE YOU HIDING IT?!" Max asks, genuinely confused, while still angry and frustrated with his daughter.

"Sheesh! You need to relax, old man! It's not a big deal! You're acting like I just killed someone or something! It's just a dress! You're such a drama queen!" Sarah says in response, with a smirk on her face, as she holds up her knife.

"And as for where I got the knife from, don't worry about it!" Sarah says as her smirk would widen. She then winks at Max as she plays around with her knife.

"Ah! Be careful with that! That knife is not a toy!" Max says in response, as he gets back up and attempts to remove the knife from Sarah's grasp.

"Chill out, old man! I'm not a little girl anymore! You know that, right? Heh heh!" Sarah says with a smile as she holds the knife away from Max.

But then Max's watch started beeping.

"Gah!!! We've no time for this! Put the knife away! It is time! Get your crown on!!!" Max says as he swiftly rushes back into the bathroom and doses himself in cologne.

"Ugh. Fine." Sarah says as she walks over towards Max's bed where her crown is sitting, a beautiful white crown bejeweled with red gems!

When suddenly, Sarah stops, as she looks at a photograph beside Max's bed.

"Alright Sarah, let's go!"

Max says as he exits the bathroom. But then he notices Sarah sitting on his bed, holding up a photograph and looking at it lost deep in thought. One photograph Max knew all to well unfortunately: that of himself and Sarah when she was a baby. Holding her close. Holding her tightly, but alongside her former mother of course.

Max gulps, knowing this could go one of two ways; either really well or really bad, PRAYING that from this photograph Sarah does NOT recall her memories!

Slowly, Max steps towards his bed, looking at Sarah with a slightly distant look.

"H...Hey kid. W...What do you have there?" Max asks nervously as he inches closer to Sarah.

Sarah - saying nothing, simply looks up at Max with tears in her eyes for a brief moment before looking back down at the photograph once more.

"Uh..." Max says uncomfortably, as he slowly sits on the bed, next to Sarah.

"D....dad....is....is this?...." Is all of what Sarah is able to say before choking up slightly, tears rolling down her eyes.

Max - still nervous, takes a deep breath before speaking.

"Yes, my daughter, that is you, when you were but a mere baby-" Max begins before pausing for a second, as Sarah looks up at him with big, sad eyes.

"And yes - that woman in the photo. She....she was your mother." Max says as he looks down, depressed.

"I....I cannot lie to you, my daughter. I....I cannot keep up this facade any longer. You see.....your mother and I. We....we didn't have the best relationship, I am sorry to say. In the beginning it was paradise but....somewhere along the way love kind of just stopped between the two of us. As is the case with time more often than not, I'm afraid."

Max says, biting his lip, as he tries to conceal his shame from lying to his daughter to keep the peace between the two. For the time being, anyways. Until he believed it was time to tell her the truth. Should that time EVER arise.

"Uh...long story short. We....we just grew apart. Distant from one another. We had the perfect family. She was set to be Queen. I...I was going to propose to her in-fact on the night she broke my heart. She just said it was over. Left you with me, because she believed I could take care of you better. Give you a better life. Given I was to ascend the throne soon. Yes...I remember the day clearly. It was the worst day of my life."

Max says, as he clenches his hands into fists, literally physically in pain for lying to his precious daughter.

"Wh-What?! Is....Is that true daddy?! Daddy?!" Sarah says, shocked and in disbelief, as in her face Max could see a trace of anger. As her tears continued to roll down her face like waterfalls.

"Yes...it was terrible. She...She moved out of the Royal Palace. Broke my heart in front of everybody. In front of my brother. In front of my father. In front of my mother. It....It was the most shameful moment of my life - as they all knew of my plans to propose to her when it all blew up in my face! And that day that she left the Royal Palace - I never saw her again. I tried everything - I tried calling her repeatedly. Going to her house. To try and make things right between us. She never even told me what I did wrong. But no luck. She blocked my number. Got a restraining order. And so - I, a young lad at the time, was forced to survive on my own. But most importantly to survive for you. All your life, though you do not remember now - I've tried raising you to become a true Queen worthy of the crown. I'd say I've done a mostly good job thus far. Yes. I've gone through hell and back to ensure you had a bright future. And...truth be told...i'd do it all again. Because, I love you my daughter. And I would NEVER EVER abandon you. Like your mother did so long ago..."

Max says as he fakes a tear out. Then he looks at Sarah to see her reaction. To see if she'd buy his story.

"T...That....BITC-!" Sarah suddenly yells out, surprising Max, as a fit of rage comes over her. And with some surprising strength, she tosses the photograph all the way to the opposite side of the room - it breaking immediately upon impact - before she broke down and began to cry heavily, falling to the ground on her knees, hurt significantly.

Max, shocked and unsure of what to do - quickly gets down beside her and pull her into his arms. Hugging her in a tight embrace, he kisses her forehead and pats her hair, as she hugs Max back just as tight, crying in his arms.

"I know sweetheart! I know! Sometimes...Sometimes life just isn't fair! Trust me, I know! I was just as angry as you are now on the day it all took place! But....but know this sweetheart! You still have me! At least....at least we're still together! And that's all that matters! I will NEVER EVER leave you! I promise! I love you, my precious daughter!!! I love you with all of my heart!!!”

Max says, as he hugs Sarah tighter and gives her another kiss on the forehead as she continues to cry more and more, sobbing loudly, refusing to let go of Max. Hugging him as tight as possible now, as well. Even tighter than how much Max was hugging her!

Smiling - knowing now that his plan was successful, Max lifts up Sarah's head to face him. Wiping away her tears, Max then passes his hand by her hair, parting it from her face.

"But you know. I must say. You are by far more beautiful than your mother ever was! A thing of true beauty!"

Max says in a reassuring tone while still smiling. To which Sarah would then also smile and blush slightly, surprised by the unexpected compliment.

"And I can tell...you'll make an even more beautiful Queen! The most beautiful Queen in-fact - that this Kingdom has ever seen!" Max says while still smiling as he reaches up to his bed and grabs Sarah's crown.

Then, gently, he'd place the crown on Sarah's head, it shining in the room's light. As Max would then pull Sarah into another hug and kiss her on the forehead one last time.

Sarah, once again, hugging Max as tightly as possible, would continue to smile as the crown would weigh heavily upon her head.

"Heh heh...th...thanks, Dad...." Sarah says after a few moments, sniffling.

"Why of course. I only speak the truth! Now - shall we address the public, together?" Max asks as he slowly pats Sarah's back.

Sarah, after giving off a sigh of relief, and wiping away any remaining tears, then looks back up at Max with a beaming smile.

"Mhm!" Is all of what she says, rather happily.

And thus, Max and Sarah get up off the floor together, and leave the room. The photograph of Max, Sarah, and Sarah's former mother glistening on the far end of the room. Shattered completely, as the day would quickly start to come to a close.

Things are really heating up now in the Treocary of UnitedItaly ! What shall happen next?! Find out next time! TO BE CONTINUED!!!

I’m hyped... lol

Acmeria wrote:Insults are protected under the court. so nothing you can do about it.

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UnitedItaly wrote:Arriving at Timor-Leste, the blacked out
chopper swiftly lands on a private helipad located on the Governor's mansion, formerly the sight of the ex-President of Timor-Leste's capitol.

With a rush, the Governor and the criminal swiftly exit the helicopter. The door forward leading them into the mansion, the door opened by private guards. Walking through the Governor's mansion there are armies of workers trying to get the Governor's attention on certain subject matters, but with the Governor's present state of mind, he ignores them all.

The Governor and the criminal eventually arrive at the Governor's private office. Once in, the Governor tasks his private guards with keeping any and all visitors OUT of the office for the time being. The Governor and criminal enter the room, the door behind them shutting tightly, heavily guarded.

"Finally, back at last. That took WAY too much time. WAY too much effort. And was WAY too close. We almost didn't make it back home. That was WAY too close for comfort!" The governor says as he sits down in his office chair, at ease at last, offering the criminal a seat across from him, as well.

"Right, now that we're in the clear, what did you want from me?" The criminal asks, rather blatantly.

"A man of action, I like that. Well, as we're all aware, you were once one of the higher ups of the Royal Intelligence Service, were you not?" The governor asks the criminal.

"Yeah, I was in-charge of field operations. Well okay...I wasn't in-charge in-charge but I served as a Supervisor. I had a group of men I was responsible for." The criminal would reply hesitantly.

"Yes and if I am not mistaken - one of those men was our ‘glorious’ King Michael himself! Was it not? In-fact if I recall correctly, he not only got you fired from your career but also got you thrown in jail. All out of spite." The Governor says with an evil smile upon his face.

"You don't have to remind me! It was the most embarrassing and SHAMEFUL moment of my life! I remember it vividly too! But then again - there's not much else to do other than rely on your memories for entertainment in jail. It was early into Max's coma and the Board of Advisors was desperate to find a new King. When suddenly, they remembered Michael was indeed alive but just under protection from the Royal Intelligence Service. He also participated as an active field agent. Alongside his Queen, Marissa." The criminal says, with anger upon his face.

"Yes. I remember that day. The Board of Advisors suddenly showed up at the Royal Intelligence Service HQ and demanded we take them to Michael without saying so much as a word beyond that. Bunch of young punks who think they were so great because they got fancy diplomas and had rich parents who bought them high up positions within the government. Nothing urkes me more I tell ya! I had to work for my money. Dang kids!" The criminal says furiously.

"Anyway, so we utilize the tracking devices implanted on each agent's communication devices so we can keep track of them in the field should they get in trouble, and it leads us to a local hotel of all places! Then, upon arriving, as I banged on the hotel room door they were behind, I find who? Michael and Marissa with their clothes backwards answering the door!" The criminal says shaking his head in disappointment.

"Public Displays of Affection between members of the Royal Intelligence Service whether on-duty or off-duty is prohibited at all costs! Such an act could result in termination! Simply because should one of them get bumped up to administrative ranks, they could favor the other individual, thus making an unfair scenario within the Royal Intelligence Service where there'd be an unjustified promotion which is unacceptable since the Royal Intelligence Service strives for excellence!" The criminal says, slightly boastful of the agency in question.

"Regardless, it was clear, they were in a hotel and their clothes were backwards. A child could figure out they were obviously having inappropriate relations behind closed doors! And I would have fired em' both right there and then too if not for giving them the benefit of the doubt. Which proved to be a grave mistake. As shortly after, not only did Michael become increasingly resistant to authority, but he ended up assaulting me as well! Assaulting a federal agent is a punishment worth life in prison! But of course, the Board of Advisors did not care and actually found it funny. God I hate them with a passion!" The criminal says once again furious, as he recalled these memories of the past.

"The worst part is they classify as the highest most authoritative figures after the King within the Kingdom! Simply because they serve as his personal advisors! They're literally INVINCIBLE! And that only urkes me further! Ugh, anyways, so I get assaulted, the Board of Advisors laugh, and then as I try to take Michael in for his crimes against both me and the Royal Intelligence Service, and the dang Board of Advisors command ME to stop! ME! And ask him if he wants to be the new King right in front of my eyes! I couldn't believe it! This new generation of Board of Advisors are absolutely pathetic!" The criminal says as he scoffs at the memory of the Board.

"Anyways. In the end of course, as I was attempting to take Michael in, out of spite and to save his own sorry ass, he goes on and actually AGREES to becoming the new King! Thus putting him straight up top of the totem pole! And suddenly HE was now MY boss! Just like that! In an instant! In the blink of an eye! And just like that everything went to hell and suddenly I was handcuffed, arrested, and sent to rot in some local dirty-ass jail deep below some wasteful Libero City Police precinct. NEVER have I ever been so insulted and mistreated before in my life! I swear if I could just get my hands on him or the Board - hoho! Would THEY be in for a world of pain!" The criminal says as he punches the palm of one of his hands with his opposite hand, signifying how he'd beat all of the aforementioned members up should he ever cross paths with them once again.

"And now, YEARS later, here you are. Finally free at last, thanks to me of course. Heh. Otherwise you'd likely rot in that jail cell for the rest of your life. My how far you've fallen. But wouldn't you like to finally extract your revenge upon both Michael and the Board?" The Governor says, as an evil smile crosses his face.

"Go on, I'm listening." The criminal replies, this time no longer hesitant in his responses to the corrupt Governor.

"Excellent. I thought you might be interested. Then allow me to tell you...of my master plan! Heh heh heh!" The Governor says with an evil chuckle as he goes on to tell the criminal about his master plan.

MEANWHILE, back at the Abrian Royal Palace...

Within Max's Royal bedroom, Sarah is seen standing in front of a giant golden mirror, looking at her clothes with a displeased look upon her face. While Max is seen rushing by, equipped with a beautifully dark red, silky smooth suit, as he double checks to make sure his hair, along with the rest of him, looked good from within his Royal bathroom, since Sarah was using the mirror near his bed.

"UGH!!! Dad, Is this really necessary?!" Sarah says with a whiny tone.

"Yes, sweetheart, we must look good! We're about to address the public after all these years! We can't afford to look like bums when doing so, now can we?!" Max says as he equips himself with a golden tie, and tightens it up good, so that it'd remain in-place.

"BUT DAD!!! LOOK AT ME!!! I look like some old lady or something in this big poofy dress!!! I can't even see my legs! How the heck am I supposed to walk around in this thing?!" Sarah asks, continuing in her whiny tone.

"What?! Old lady?! You look fine! What are you even talking about?! Those types of dresses have been used not only by Queens but also Princesses of the Royal Family for generations! It is tradition! No, a custom even! When was the last time you saw ANY female royal equipped with anything less than a magnificent dress?! Not even in just the Kingdom of Libero itself, but all around the world as well!" Max replies as he rushes to get his shoes on.

"UGH!!! But this is so not my style!!!" Sarah replies, still in a whiny tone.

"Sarah, it's a dark red dress, you're all about dark colors aren't you?!" Max says as he struggles to get one of his shoes on.

"Oh come on! Dang it!!!" Max frustratedly says as he continue to struggle.

"Really, dad? You can't even figure out how to put on shoes on your own without some servant doing it for you? Pathetic, old man!" Sarah says with a smile.

"HEY!!! YOU'VE NO ROOM TO TALK YOUNG LADY!!! Let's not forget who had to help you get into that dress in the first place because you couldn't figure it out!!! Over here putting your head in the wrong holes. Who's the real pathetic one here?!" Max says slightly irate as he finally gets ONE of his shoes on.

"H-HEY!!! Y-YOU SHUSH UP!!! W-WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT!!! THAT WASN'T MY FAULT!!! I HAVEN'T WORN ONE OF THESE BEFORE!!!" Sarah says as her face turns red with embarrassment.

"Heh, mhm. That's what I thought." Max replies with a victorious smile as he gets his second shoe on.

"It...It was embarrassing enough having to have my father help me into a dress. I...I don't need to be reminded of it you know!!!" Sarah says with a pouting face, angry, as she continues looking at herself in the mirror, still embarrassed, her face remaining red.

"Heh, I could have made it so much worse, you know. I could have done it in front of the ENTIRE KINGDOM! Actually now that I think about it, I should have! Boy would that have taught you a lesson about complaining, be grateful!"

Max says with another smile as he gets up and rushes to his wardrobe, where he puts on a watch and opens up a case that contains a large red and golden cape, with a golden design on the back of it in the same exact style as that of the golden sun represented on the nation's flag. Alongside the cape was a large red along with a golden crown and scepter, both bejeweled heavily!

"WHAT?! YOU WOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT WOULD YOU?!" Is what is be heard from Sarah, back in the main room of Max's Royal bedroom.

"I don't know! I'm actually considering it for next time! I hope you learned from this first time!" Max replies back with a smile.

"DADDY NO!!! You're so cruel to me!!! Why?!?!?!" Is what is once again be heard from Sarah, still in the other room.

To which Max simply laughs as he equips himself with the Royal Cape, Crown, and Scepter.

"All right! Now it's go time!" Max says as he rushes to his bathroom once more to ensure he looks good!

"Aw yeah! That's what i'm talking about! I never get tired of wearing these Royal clothes!" Max says with a smile as he puts on some finishing touches to ensure he looked good for the public.

When suddenly, he hears a large ripping sound coming from where Sarah formerly was.

"What the hell?!" Max says as he quickly runs out of his bathroom and into the main room of his bedroom, only to find Sarah standing there in front of the mirror. Having cut up her Royal dress entirely! Making it just above knee-length!

"WHAT IN GOD'S GLORIOUS NAME?!" Max says, shocked.

"Oh hey dad! What do you think? This looks way better doesn't it? I feel much better to! Now this is MUCH MORE my style! Heh heh!" Sarah says happily as she turns herself around in a circle in-front of the mirror, while holding a giant knife.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY THAT DRESS COST ME?!" Max says frustratedly as he falls to his knees, grieving the lost dress.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS?! SOME SORT OF COTILLION?!" Max says, angered and frustrated at his daughter’s insolence.

"WHERE DID YOU EVEN ACQUIRE SUCH A LARGE KNIFE FROM?! AND WHERE WERE YOU HIDING IT?!" Max asks, genuinely confused, while still angry and frustrated with his daughter.

"Sheesh! You need to relax, old man! It's not a big deal! You're acting like I just killed someone or something! It's just a dress! You're such a drama queen!" Sarah says in response, with a smirk on her face, as she holds up her knife.

"And as for where I got the knife from, don't worry about it!" Sarah says as her smirk would widen. She then winks at Max as she plays around with her knife.

"Ah! Be careful with that! That knife is not a toy!" Max says in response, as he gets back up and attempts to remove the knife from Sarah's grasp.

"Chill out, old man! I'm not a little girl anymore! You know that, right? Heh heh!" Sarah says with a smile as she holds the knife away from Max.

But then Max's watch started beeping.

"Gah!!! We've no time for this! Put the knife away! It is time! Get your crown on!!!" Max says as he swiftly rushes back into the bathroom and doses himself in cologne.

"Ugh. Fine." Sarah says as she walks over towards Max's bed where her crown is sitting, a beautiful white crown bejeweled with red gems!

When suddenly, Sarah stops, as she looks at a photograph beside Max's bed.

"Alright Sarah, let's go!"

Max says as he exits the bathroom. But then he notices Sarah sitting on his bed, holding up a photograph and looking at it lost deep in thought. One photograph Max knew all to well unfortunately: that of himself and Sarah when she was a baby. Holding her close. Holding her tightly, but alongside her former mother of course.

Max gulps, knowing this could go one of two ways; either really well or really bad, PRAYING that from this photograph Sarah does NOT recall her memories!

Slowly, Max steps towards his bed, looking at Sarah with a slightly distant look.

"H...Hey kid. W...What do you have there?" Max asks nervously as he inches closer to Sarah.

Sarah - saying nothing, simply looks up at Max with tears in her eyes for a brief moment before looking back down at the photograph once more.

"Uh..." Max says uncomfortably, as he slowly sits on the bed, next to Sarah.

"D....dad....is....is this?...." Is all of what Sarah is able to say before choking up slightly, tears rolling down her eyes.

Max - still nervous, takes a deep breath before speaking.

"Yes, my daughter, that is you, when you were but a mere baby-" Max begins before pausing for a second, as Sarah looks up at him with big, sad eyes.

"And yes - that woman in the photo. She....she was your mother." Max says as he looks down, depressed.

"I....I cannot lie to you, my daughter. I....I cannot keep up this facade any longer. You see.....your mother and I. We....we didn't have the best relationship, I am sorry to say. In the beginning it was paradise but....somewhere along the way love kind of just stopped between the two of us. As is the case with time more often than not, I'm afraid."

Max says, biting his lip, as he tries to conceal his shame from lying to his daughter to keep the peace between the two. For the time being, anyways. Until he believed it was time to tell her the truth. Should that time EVER arise.

"Uh...long story short. We....we just grew apart. Distant from one another. We had the perfect family. She was set to be Queen. I...I was going to propose to her in-fact on the night she broke my heart. She just said it was over. Left you with me, because she believed I could take care of you better. Give you a better life. Given I was to ascend the throne soon. Yes...I remember the day clearly. It was the worst day of my life."

Max says, as he clenches his hands into fists, literally physically in pain for lying to his precious daughter.

"Wh-What?! Is....Is that true daddy?! Daddy?!" Sarah says, shocked and in disbelief, as in her face Max could see a trace of anger. As her tears continued to roll down her face like waterfalls.

"Yes...it was terrible. She...She moved out of the Royal Palace. Broke my heart in front of everybody. In front of my brother. In front of my father. In front of my mother. It....It was the most shameful moment of my life - as they all knew of my plans to propose to her when it all blew up in my face! And that day that she left the Royal Palace - I never saw her again. I tried everything - I tried calling her repeatedly. Going to her house. To try and make things right between us. She never even told me what I did wrong. But no luck. She blocked my number. Got a restraining order. And so - I, a young lad at the time, was forced to survive on my own. But most importantly to survive for you. All your life, though you do not remember now - I've tried raising you to become a true Queen worthy of the crown. I'd say I've done a mostly good job thus far. Yes. I've gone through hell and back to ensure you had a bright future. And...truth be told...i'd do it all again. Because, I love you my daughter. And I would NEVER EVER abandon you. Like your mother did so long ago..."

Max says as he fakes a tear out. Then he looks at Sarah to see her reaction. To see if she'd buy his story.

"T...That....BITC-!" Sarah suddenly yells out, surprising Max, as a fit of rage comes over her. And with some surprising strength, she tosses the photograph all the way to the opposite side of the room - it breaking immediately upon impact - before she broke down and began to cry heavily, falling to the ground on her knees, hurt significantly.

Max, shocked and unsure of what to do - quickly gets down beside her and pull her into his arms. Hugging her in a tight embrace, he kisses her forehead and pats her hair, as she hugs Max back just as tight, crying in his arms.

"I know sweetheart! I know! Sometimes...Sometimes life just isn't fair! Trust me, I know! I was just as angry as you are now on the day it all took place! But....but know this sweetheart! You still have me! At least....at least we're still together! And that's all that matters! I will NEVER EVER leave you! I promise! I love you, my precious daughter!!! I love you with all of my heart!!!”

Max says, as he hugs Sarah tighter and gives her another kiss on the forehead as she continues to cry more and more, sobbing loudly, refusing to let go of Max. Hugging him as tight as possible now, as well. Even tighter than how much Max was hugging her!

Smiling - knowing now that his plan was successful, Max lifts up Sarah's head to face him. Wiping away her tears, Max then passes his hand by her hair, parting it from her face.

"But you know. I must say. You are by far more beautiful than your mother ever was! A thing of true beauty!"

Max says in a reassuring tone while still smiling. To which Sarah would then also smile and blush slightly, surprised by the unexpected compliment.

"And I can tell...you'll make an even more beautiful Queen! The most beautiful Queen in-fact - that this Kingdom has ever seen!" Max says while still smiling as he reaches up to his bed and grabs Sarah's crown.

Then, gently, he'd place the crown on Sarah's head, it shining in the room's light. As Max would then pull Sarah into another hug and kiss her on the forehead one last time.

Sarah, once again, hugging Max as tightly as possible, would continue to smile as the crown would weigh heavily upon her head.

"Heh heh...th...thanks, Dad...." Sarah says after a few moments, sniffling.

"Why of course. I only speak the truth! Now - shall we address the public, together?" Max asks as he slowly pats Sarah's back.

Sarah, after giving off a sigh of relief, and wiping away any remaining tears, then looks back up at Max with a beaming smile.

"Mhm!" Is all of what she says, rather happily.

And thus, Max and Sarah get up off the floor together, and leave the room. The photograph of Max, Sarah, and Sarah's former mother glistening on the far end of the room. Shattered completely, as the day would quickly start to come to a close.

Things are really heating up now in the Treocary of UnitedItaly ! What shall happen next?! Find out next time! TO BE CONTINUED!!!

Libero wrote this

UnitedItaly wrote:~A clearly stolen post written by Libero~

If you want to last in this region, or have an ounce of self respect in you, I recommend you not steal posts that people put effort and time into.

It is low, it is lazy, and it is an insult to our regional RP.

Loangousususus wrote:How do you guys deal with high crime rates? I have the fourth highest.

Murder then rape then cannibalize the criminals in that order. No one will break the law again.

Duckzchwhitz wrote:If you want to last in this region, or have an ounce of self respect in you, I recommend you not steal posts that people put effort and time into.

It is low, it is lazy, and it is an insult to our regional RP.

Ok

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