Edward stood at the podium, the solemn Arlandian flag and the Presidential Residence emblem standing tall behind him.
The audience was packed with journalists, their notebooks and recording devices ready, their eyes glued to the president. Rows of cameras were also trained on Edward, their red recording lights blinking.
Edward surveyed the room. His expression remained calm and composed, his voice resonating with authority.
"I have just returned from my visit to Belvaria, a journey full of both challenges and opportunities."
"The conflict between our two nations runs deep. Generations have carried the weight of pain and mistrust from this history. However, we live in a new century and cannot allow the shadows of the past to dictate our future."
Edward's steady and dignified words echo
