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“Your Highness, Charles Reyes demands entrance to our territory,” Michael, the Ministry of External Affairs told us.
“Our borders stay close until I say so and martial law is in force in every corner of our territory,” I left no room for arguments about it. “No one gets in and no one gets out. No one moves without our military forces knowing. I want absolute control and monitoring,” until I get my son back. “Am I clear?”
The ministers present nodded.
“Issue them a brief notification,” I told them.
“But Your Highness,” why again Michael? “There is a bunch of angry witches and warlocks complaining about the lack of communication from those living in the palace! Is it possible to at least…?”
“No,” I looked at him raising an eyebrow. Let’s see if he dares to speak up against
