The only upside Alexander saw in the upcoming months, after ascending the throne, was that he could finally start building a new, progressive future for his people. He drummed his fingers against the car's window. With a slow transition, he hoped he could convince the remaining traditionally minded folks to start thinking more inclusively, and he would be able to give his people the prosperous future they rightly deserved.
At that moment two motorcycles gunned down the drive at breakneck speed as Alex got out of the car, and he tensed until he recognized Duncan and Chloe's helmets. They jumped off their motorcycles, grabbing weapons out of duffle bags and arming themselves to the teeth with swords and machetes lashed to their sides for easy reach.
"What are you both doing here?" Alex
