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Bang! The conference room doors slammed shut. "Father!" creid Churo II as he entered the room, "the people who are behind the rebellions must be stopped! Why haven't they," he pointed to the Advisors, "figured out who's causing these mutinies?"
The King looked at his son with concern. "Churo! We haven't been able to identify the rebels yet. I believe--
"Your Majesty! I'm sorry to interrupt," called a Royal Advisor, Sorb, "but the rebels have just sent this transmission." The King nodded; Sorb was forgiven. The Advisor pushed a button on a hand-held projector and the castle could be seen. A voice began. "Your Highness, Churo I! Your kingdom is under attack by my forces! Your years of weak rulership are over!"
The prince scowled as the King frowned. Advisors shook their heads gravely.
"This will be the end of the Ra'am Family reign. I promise that I will destroy you! Death to the Ra'am Family!" The transmission then ended abruptly.
the prince, along with some Advisors, started to rise from their seats. "Churo! Friends! Remain seated, please!" commanded the King. "I will evacuate my family soon. The rebels are not against my people, they are after me. Therefore, anyone present, any officer, who does not what to stand with me against this threat to me can leave now. I will not harbor any hatred or resentment toward you. If the rebels attack my family, I myself am prepared to raise a weapon to fight them. I only request one thing." The Advisors and officers looked at their king with rapt attention.
The King lowered his voice. "If my family is destroyed," Churo II paused, "I wish for those here assembled to convene a new government, a democracy, so as to assure a bright future for my people!"
King Churo's request was well grounded. Three-and-a-half weeks later, a group of masked rebels stormed the palace. They started a fire and looted the place, while destroying everything. The end of the Royal House of the Ra'am Kingdom had come.