Grand Ball Room
April 14, 2011
Květoslav's fingers slipped around the left cuff button and slipped it through the hole, closing the cuffs. He then moved across the room, his black leather shoes brand new from the store clapped against the marble floor. He stopped mid stride in front of a mirror, looking at himself, the look of being nervous somewhat apparent on his face.
He tugged on his shirt a little and then smoothed out some wrinkles in the front. He made a feeble smile and then turned backwards to the single chair behind him and grabbed his blue jacket off of the back of the chair and swung it over himself, inserting his left and then right arm as he did so. He then carefully buttoned just the middle button on the jacket and straightened the pin that bore the Dutch flag on the blazier part of the jacket.
An attractive looking woman, young probably around Květoslav which was about twenty eight. She wore a black business skirt and jacket with a white blouse, her silky brunette hair down up in a bun and a clipboard in her hands. " Květoslav, ben je klaar? Hare Majesteit is al voor de deur en dus is de Chief Justice. Het nieuwe parlement heeft zelfs gemonteerd, met de hele bevolking van Den Haag achter hen zou verschijnen."1
Květoslav turned away from the mirror to look at her and then grinned "Ja, ja, ik ben er klaar voor. Zullen we gaan?2" He had already passed the woman, a low aide to himself who had been chosen a few days ago. She would be very useful in many ways in the coming two year term that he had before him.
The pair strode out together out of the empty ball room, where the staff was beginning to assemble in the room, carrying food to tables being set up and setting out silverware and name cards as the Prime Minister strode out of the room, the assistant about three our four feet behind them.
After walking through the various magnificent hallways, Květoslav soon found a large oak door with glass panels that had two guards on both the inside and outside of it, armed with G36C's were there more of a precaution then an actual need. The former conquerors of this land were gone, dead, they fell apart.
Květoslav approached the stand, which was rather a moderate oak stage on the balcony that was before around one million Dutch and German citizens, as well as the Parliament, which was seated right under the balcony, and he stood before the Lord Chief Justice, who held a old tattering book that was over three hundred years old, the book containing the Federal Constitution. Květoslav placed his right hand on the book and then swore to protect, defend and serve the people of Holland, to ensure it's borders never went unchecked and that he would not abuse the power of his office.
The crowd roared when the Lord Chief Justice declared him the 45th Prime Minister of the Joint Germanic Kingdoms Holland and Germany and then came the most nerve racking part as the Justice stepped aside and the Queen moved to be on Květoslav's right. It was time for his speech.
He stepped forward to the podium and then placed his iconic half crescent glasses on the brim of his nose and began reading a few lines off of his notes in front of him before he took them off and looked at the crowd, the look of nervousness gone and a burning fire of passion and pride in it's place
"Mijn volk, Mijn vrienden
Wij staan op de rand van de horizon. Links van ons gaat de zon op het oude Nederland, onze veroveraars, verdwenen onze onderdrukkers, ten val gebracht en hier en in hun eigen land bieden. Ze zijn verdwenen uit het gezicht van deze Aarde, terugbetaald door God voor hun slechte daden.
En om ons recht, is er een nieuwe dageraad. A New Dawn voor een nieuwe Hollandse Staat. A New Dawn voor de opkomst van een natie die equaility, rechtvaardigheid, vrijheid en vrijheid tolereert! Je stond een keer eerder, cast van uw ketenen van de slavernij, nu ik bid u, sta op! Geniet van de wijn van de vrijheid, het comfort van de vrijheid! Voel de warmte van de zon op je huid, voel het en het nooit vergeten!.
Want als we oud en grijs en uw kleinzoon zit op je schoot en je vraagt wat heb je gedaan, kun je zeggen dat je geholpen uit en verdedigen dit Koninkrijk.
Nooit zal het afnemen, zal het nooit vallen! Hollandse moeten bestand zijn tegen de golven van de tijd als een rots tegen de oceaan! Lang leve Hollandse!3"
Květoslav's face was flushed red with emotion as the crowd chanted his name and they waved their Dutch flags. Beside him, the Queen couldn't help but let off a little smile, proud of what had come and of her Prime Minister.
Květoslav turned around to look at the Queen, who nodded at him before moving off towards the door that exited from the balcony, her son and the rest of the Royal Family in pursuit behind her as they wished to get to the ball and lunch that was being held in the ball room before the other foreign delegates.
To: Any whom it concerns
From: The Joint Germanic Kingdom of Holland and Germany
Encryption: None
Re: The Foundation of a New Kingdom
My Friends,
For years the Dutch and Germanic peoples have been enslaved in separated, held down under the iron wrought chains of opression, tyranny and slavery. But I say this to you know, the Germanic peoples are united and we have never been as strong and as united as we are now! The Joint Kingdom will pave a new era for the Germanic people, one our ancestors will be proud of.
A small reception is being held in Amsterdam Palace to commemerate this special and momentous event, and all and any foreign delegations are invited.
With the Warmest Regards,
Prime Minister Květoslav Sedláček
Her Majesty, Queen Beatrix Nassau-Orange
