Brought to you with great sadness by the Imperial Government.
The sound of marching boots can be heard in the distance. The gleams of bayonets and shines of picklehaubs can be seen for miles.
A grand horse, tethered to a magnificent cart, neighs in the distance.
and then everything stops outside of the Royal Palace. The Horse-Drawn Wagon stops in front of the entrance.
back away from the march, TSA and the Border Patrol work tirelessly in preparing for the delegates to arrive.
14 Agents ready laptops, logged into the Imperial database, to search the records and conduct background checks on those who arrive.
The Border Patrol stood ready to detain and deport any who did not comply or were blacklisted from the event.