At Betrum Nation Capital

 In Betrum Capital, the mansion of the Head of Nation was brimming with activity even when the person itself is away.

 "When do you think the Head will return?" one of the secretaries asked.

 "Don't know. After the swarm had finished, I guess." Another one reply. The rest snorted. It's the correct answer, except most wanted to know the exact time.

 They have gone long enough without the Head of Nation doing his job. Plus, the man's wife had been asking the question.

 "Hopefully the head will return soon. The backlog is killing me." One of them said. While they can do most of the paperwork generated by the bureaucracy, some of it required the signature of the Head, causing piles of paperwork to appear on the desk.

 The secretaries, sighed, wishing for the Head to return. Not knowing that the man had met his end in the City days ago.

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 Indulging herself with wine, the wife of Head of Nation let out an exquisite sigh.