"Dras Ishay, you really do leave us in a powerful bind" groaned Cal-ri, the ancient advisor looking haggard
"We can't rely upon other nations any more, and we're damn near out of space. As it is Afgurla has an average living space of 300 square feet, and the rest aren't far behind." The demon King snapped back impatiently, well aware that he was about to become the most hated man in Procellia.
"I never said I don't understand it, just that it's going to put the crown in a bad position. Controlling people's lives, your Majesty those revolutionaries will have us hung if your doomsday talk doesn't come to fruition."
Before Ishay could reply the radio announcement began, and the demon king turned up the volume 'In à stunning turn of events the People's Assembly has ended the 150 year old monthly stipend for children. Beginning next year any family with more than one child will be forced to pay an extra 5% in taxes per child. This bill, proposed by his Majesty, is intended to ensure Procellian self reliance, as he fears the world is on the brink of war. Conservatives are in an uproar over the policy; citing expanded abortion rights, mandatory family planning and traditional values."
The Dras sat silently with his head in his hands, as the reporter covered in depth just how low his popularity had become as a result.
"This war you fear better start before elections, or your royalist Party will never see another seat in your life time" Cal-ri said foreboding
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