Alfonso sat in the grand office of Malacañang Palace, the official residence and workplace of the King of the Philippines. The room was adorned with rich, polished wood and adorned with historical artifacts, reflecting the legacy and power of the Philippine monarchy. He leaned back in his chair, pondering the affairs of the nation and the recent changes that had transformed Malaysia into a thriving part of the Philippine territory.
Just then, Alejandro, his trusted personal guard, entered the room with a crisp salute. "Your Majesty, Minister of Foreign Affairs Carlos is here to see you. He insists that it's of utmost importance."
Alfonso furrowed his brow, his curiosity piqued. "Very well, Alejandro. Let him in."
