[center][color=bdaf17][b][h1]July 29[sup]th[/sup], 2371[/h1][/b][/color][h3]
[b][color=bdaf17]6:47PM[/color][/b]
[sub][i][color=bdaf17]Royal Family ETA:[/color] 28 Hours[/i][/sub][/h3][/center][hr][hr]
[URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9gKyRmic20]The day was winding down,[/URL] yet there were few signs that activity within the city would come to a halt any time soon. There were slightly fewer cars in the streets. The homeless were less spread out, coming together in predetermined locations to band together before the night could fall. But even though the curtain would soon fall on the day for most, work continued undaunted for poor Satchel Sommer, Mayor of New Cardiff.

The entire day had been one hassle after another. Oh, the construction on Loop 288, which was planned to be one of the major roads taken when escorting the Royal Couple had yet to be finished despite the initial deadline being set in late June? Well just reroute the entire tour so they don't have to be hampered by such inconveniences. Just a trifle really.

What's that? There's rumors that there'll be an organized protest right outside the Cosmodrome? Well looks like he'll just have to divert the majority of his police forces to a single building to keep undesirables from creating a ruckus. Nevermind the fact that this would remove a stabilizing force from the rest of the city, creating an open opportunity for all sorts of shit to go down from various gangs and quick witted ne'er do wells. 

The media won't stop pestering you about various aspects of the murder that happened while you were trying to salvage some sleep last night? You can try throwing them out, but that just makes them get creative. Then they'll wait for you in the bathroom, or climb in through the window, or somehow get ahold of his personal phone number and pester that way. Really the only way he managed to throw them off was by making them think the real scoop was on the other side of the city.

And on top of all this and more, all day he had to deal with the bickering of various nobles all clamoring to assume Ram Tobin's position after his untimely demise came to light. Seriously, the position was just vacated due to assassination and all they could see was a new chance to boost their social status and try to impress Albert or Lilya for even more power grabs. The worst part was how they just expected him to cater to their every whim, resolve every issue related to the coming arrival of the Monarchs and have enough time to run the city as well. 

For the time being, he was able to be alone with his work for the first time in 12 hours. As he flipped through the documents strewn about his desk, he came across a stranger among the mostly uniform papers. A handwritten note. Adorned across it was a single word. 

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