Actaea

The foreign affairs advisor was very agitated. He hurriedly reported to the king about the downed plane, Ventorium’s reaction, and the possible foreign policy consequences. His voice trembled, although perhaps it was just cold in the throne room. “We need to urgently involve international experts! Ensure an objective and unbiased…” The advisor took a few sips of water. “Only through joint efforts can we stop this lawlessness!” The king gestured for him to stop: “That’s enough, Daniyar. Are you listening to rebel radio again? I understand that I allowed it, but you shouldn’t overdo it. Better listen to me and take note. International experts are only needed to convince people on the other side of the television. And we do such things much faster. I’ll just call Kitty Pink Amelia and find out everything.” “Is it that simple?” “Well, not exactly. You need to have a lot of experience and good intuition. This only comes with time. Practice for now; we have plenty of palace intrigues.” … A few hours later, the king summoned the advisor again. “State our position, that we are against sanctions. Don’t give any other comments.” “It will be done,” the advisor bowed and left. The king was lost in thought. “I don’t like this Ventorium. A dirty country, both inside and out. But Amelia is definitely not a fool. Shooting down a civilian plane over another country – that’s going completely off the rails. However, I need to call Saenskrecia and find out what they’re doing with the investigation. And send a couple of our spies to the right places.”