“Your Highness, we must escape, they are going for your head.”

　　The thunder clasps as heavy rain fell into the dark, damp, Albanese soil. The Revolutionary Army has taken most of the Albanese Capital and nobles are slowly siding with the revolutionaries. The Palace guards built a barricade and the stables have been emptied for the horses have been moved to the escape route. King Lodayr now watches at the window of his palace, seeing his men, armed with rifled muskets and limited ammunition, willing to fight.

　　“I will not leave my land… bring the carriage out. Bring the Queen, my sons and daughters and my royal guests out of the capital.” Ordered the King. “The escape route shall be going to Livinia, we have made a treaty of asylum with them.” His servants did these and let the Albanese Royal family escape without the King.

　　Upon hearing the decision of the King, Queen Filitah approached the King, who is now looking at the window, thinking of what the fate of the land be. He was hugged from behind by the Queen and said “Please… don’t do this your highness.”

　　“I love you, dear queen, but who will love this land adored by many if I am not to stay?”

　　The King then faced the Queen, “You have a role now, escape to Livinia, and protect the family we both love…” says the King.

　　“Please… please stay alive on us…” says the Queen. “I promise” says the King, afterwards, he kissed the Queen goodbye. The Queen then departed from the premises. She was led by the servants outside to the Gardens of the Palace, where a carriage awaits them.

　　The Queen Escaped with the whole family, and a Guest Principal Advisor. Included in this Escape was Prince Yosef, Crown Prince Lodayr, Prince Kanan and the Infant Prince Korol. The daughters include Princess Felina, Princess Kaja, Princess Judiah, Princess Camilla and Princess Nuyrah. All of them are accompanied by the Guest Principal Advisor named Haroldus. With them are guards armed with Grenavian Rifles and a coach driver.

　　As they were passing by the road to Geroyville, eight rogue riskers ambushed the carriage which carries the Royal Family. Queen Filitah came out to see the hindrance of their carriage but as soon as her head gets out of the carriage, he is shot by a crossbow and fell dead on the ground. Two rogue riskers then quietly tied the gunpowder barrels on the carriage amidst fierce fighting by the two guards on which even the coach driver joined in. The Guest Principal Advisor was sneaking out what he can: Princess Kaja, Crown Prince Lodayr and the infant Prince Korol. They went to the woods to escape the fierce fighting. Princess Kaja, who can’t run much with them, was captured by one of the bandits, grabbed on the waist and taken away. Crown Prince Lodayr was shot by a Musket by one of the rogue riskers and only the Infant Prince and Haroldus remained alive. Haroldus remained in hiding for a while.

　　Suddenly, an explosion arose. The banging of the remaining children in the carriage can be heard ringing in the dark woods. Soon, the bandits lit the carriage and, along with the remnants of the Royal Family in Carriage, exploded. The bodies were either disfigured, burned or unrecognizable. On that day, darkness and the grayness of the sky shone over the Albanese Kingdom and the whole Continent of Axis.

　　The carriage fire kept burning as the rogue riskers returned to their employer. It was no other than Duke-General Willemus.

　　“Now that the Royal Family is dead for good, the republic will celebrate. Tomorrow, the king… no… Lodayr the Traitor will be beheaded and I will be elected President! That is it!” he says this whilst clenching his fists tight and then, he departed his office. He rode his carriage to the General-Court.

　　Inside the General Court, the representatives were talking and building up factions and parties that emanate their views.

　　“We should model the new republic after the Bendrigians” said the Republicans.

　　“No, we should be like East Alban” said the Confederates.

　　“I believe… that the nation needs a king to elect” said the Electivists.

　　“I propose that the Albanese Nation should have its own government unaligned or plagiarized from foreign nations” said the Nationalists. Then the duke-general arrived and sat among the Confederates. The General Court then started.

　　“Appointed Representatives of the General Court. Today we vote on your proposals for the model of our nation’s government. I request all of you to stand, and recite the plea.” The whole General Court stood and raised their right hand. In Unison they recited: “I plea as man of this Assembly that with all of my conscience attached for my nation, I vote willingly with opposition to Personal Interests, Corruption and Bribery.” Then they all sat.

　　The General Court Speaker then stood. “We all gathered here to vote on the proposition submitted by the four factions of this new government we have right now.” He then opened a scroll to announce the proposals. “The Republicans wishes to propose a Democratic Republic. The Confederates proposes a Federal Republic. The Electivists wanted to instill an Elective Monarchy. Finally, the Nationalists wishes to set up a Government principled by the Albanese Ideas.”

　　“The General Court will now commence the voting” says the Speaker. So, the voting did start. Everyone wrote on Papyrus, folded it and dropped it in the boxes for vote collection. There were a total of seven hundred and forty-nine representatives.

　　“And now, the counting of votes…” From that spot on, the counting began with the tallyman. Twenty Minutes through the voting, the counted votes were a hundred and ninety-four. The leading faction among the votes are the Nationalists. “Surely the Nationalists are going to win…” says an audience. The tallyman continued to announce the voting. He picked up a piece of papyrus, read the vote and said out loud: “Nationalists, seventy-one.” Then another “Nationalists, Seventy-two.” Then Willemus, who sat among Confederates, returned to his office in the Palace of the General Court, a building in the Complex of Palaces built for his former majesty Korol the Great.

　　As Willemus returned to his office, he immediately picked his plume up, wrote a letter to the Speaker to which it says:

　　“To the Honourable Speaker of the General Court,

　　The Great Alban will see your actions for this. I shall ask you now, will you see the republic in peril or will you see it in glory? You must do what is right albeit by formal conventions it is not. As possible as you can, alter the votes in favour of the Confederates. We must win in order to stabilize this unruly nation and to end tyranny and treason once and for all. You are my companion in this, so shall I be in the future of this nation.

　　Willemus, Duke-General”

　　He called onto his adjutant, and told him “Bring this to the Speaker, and be discreet.”

　　The General Court is in complete silence and tension. The Tallyman continues to count the votes, and now the count is in either the favour of the Confederates or Nationalists. “Nationalists, Eighty-seven” The Nationalists were rejoicing a bit as they broke yet another tie with the Confederates. “Electivists, twenty-seven. Nationalists, Eighty-eight.” The Nationalists then cheered again by waving papers above their heads. “Confederates, Eighty-four. Confederates, Eighty-five.” The Confederates on opposition cheered again and a representative among them cried “We’ll win, you bastards”. “Wish for it, wizards!” The court became disarrayed until the gavel was pounded by the speaker “Silence, in the name of the counts!” The Tallyman continued counting. “Nationalists, Eighty-nine.” Then there was small cheering with Nationalists.

　　Then, a letter arrived to the Speaker. He read the letter, to which he saw its contents. He then went down from his seat, and whispered something to the Tallyman. The Tallyman announced “Due to allegations of vote fraud, the speaker wishes to suspend…” The whole court fell into disarray again as they all mock the voting suspension. “The Fraud is happening!” “This is truly unfair and suspicious!” says some as they jeered on the decision of the court to suspend the voting.

　　“I—I raise an accusation to the Speaker for his promotion of fraudulent voting!” says the Nationalist Leader. “Why panic…” The whole court silenced as the Duke-General has arrived and raised his voice to the Nationalists. “…Citizen?” continues Willemus