Rapanatcha wrote:A formal invitation to a Diplomatic congress hosted in the Capital city of Rapanatcha, Rhodia, has been issued to the Leader of Finland, Sweden, Norway and Denmark. The talk would be about cooperation as neighbors and possible talk of defensive agrement. New trade policy to facilitate trade between the northern Nation are also on the table.
The Government of Sweden accepts the proposal.
Prime Minister Per Alvin Hasson entered the King's study with serious trepidation. Why His Majesty had summoned him he did not know. His heart sank as he saw Gustav's grim face.
"Your Majesty...."
" Prime Minister. Thank you for coming."
Gustav cleaned his glasses. Then he spoke.
"Prime Minister, the degrading situation across the world has convinced me that Sweden can no longer afford to be complacent, happy to sit back and watch the world go by. We must be proactive, able and willing to step in and do what we must. I do not believe we can do that with a Prime Minister who so firmly believes in Neutrality. As such, you are relived of your duties."
Hasson gaped at him. "You cannot do that. This is a democracy!"
"Not if we allow Communism to take over."
Hasson shook his head. "Who will succeed me?"
"Birger Furugård"
The PM jerked. "No. Not him. You cannot appoint him. He is a Fascist!"
"Better then a Communist"
"There is no grounds for it. The people hate him. He has no mandate to rule."
"He has MY mandate! I am the King! You are dismissed."
"But-"
"DISMISSED!"
Hasson left the room, defeated.
As the news spread throughout Sweden, dissent began to appear. How could the King do this. Protests began, and they became riots, which got bigger and bigger. One thing was clear, however. It was a new age for Swedish politics.