"Please give us some money! Our fatherland is in a shamble! I'm begging you!"
"Let me think about it...alright, how about this? We rent a tiny portion of your territory to build this space elevator, it can generate power, develop new techs and new materials, even can be used as a tourist attraction."
"Thank you! Thank you! You saved our lives!"
"You're welcome, we're friends aren't we?"
"Still...we don't have budget for security, what if some crazy terrorists slamming an airliner into it?"
"Relax, its durability even can withstand ballistic missile strikes, and it comes with its own aerial patrols, they're also something to see."
"Can I have the contract now?"
A few years later:
"That megastructure and its aerial patrols are truly wonders to behold, sadly they don't belong to us."
"You want them so badly? Why don't we take them for ourselves?"
"How? We don't have that kind of money to buy them from Osea..."
"I mean taking them by force."
"If my memory serves correctly, we had signed an agreement with Osea, they don't breach it, we can't..."
"Just tell everyone there is no any agreements, Osea built that thing to violate our sovereign rights and to exploit us. Public will be on our side."
"You mean lying to all the people?"
"If you repeat a lie often enough, people will believe it, and you will even come to believe it yourself."
"Fine, but who gonna spread lies?"
"I have a decent choice, the poster-girl of our government."
"Princess? Will she believe this big fat lie in the first place?"
"She wants that elevator more than you do. And lemme tell you a secret: Her IQ is at the same level of Mr. Bean."
"How do you know?"
"Don't put on that surprised face, I'm director of Erusean Directorate-General for Internal Security, why shouldn't I know a lot? I also know her highness has an affair with that rocket scientist from Belka, hell, I even know quantity of condoms she has used."
"Ouch, that's a low blow. Just one thing, I must get approval from the king to mobilize troops..."
"Where do you think princess got her IQ? Ever heard about a term called 'genetics'?"
"Well then, you get propaganda ready, I'm going to prepare our troops."
How Skies Unknown Should Have Ended
Extra III
Once again, foreign army takes control of the capital, instead this time it's not ISAF, but from another continent. But at this point, who really cares?
Government of Kingdom of Erusea is negotiating (more like beseeching) a ceasefire with Osean Federation. However it won't be easy, considering all the catastrophes they stirred up and casted to the world, especially the astronomical loss of human lives and properties. Osea is really angry at Erusea, so they makes a list of war indemnity that is so humongous, even Erusea sells their every last woman and child to black market won't be enough to pay the amount. But what can Eruseans say? They started this war, they're responsible, no objections.
To reduce the price of compensation as much as possible, Erusean government begs Osean government to the maximum extent, some of their diplomats even commit suicide for unable to bear the crushing pressure. Finally Osea shows signs of concessions, they gives out another list, a blacklist of major war criminals, if Erusea hand over these sinners nice and easy, there is possibly of negotiating a discount.
Rosa Cossette D'Elise, undoubtedly, comes to the first place on the list. Of course a coward and a hypocrite like her won't admit all the sins she committed. In following days she locks herself inside palace, avoiding making contacts with outside. The dissatisfaction against Erusean government is growing, especially the grudges towards to Rosa Cossette D'Elise herself, since she was the very person who pushed entire country to the war, and the war is lost, direly. Millions of people want an explanation from her, a satisfying explanation, but you know, she doesn't process that kind of intelligence, she wouldn't let this war break out in the first place if she's smart.
The subsequent development only worsens the situation: Osean special forces storm HQ of Erusean Directorate-General for Internal Security, confiscating countless sensitive classified files. They discover Rosa Cossette D'Elise, as princess of Erusea, is having an affair with chief scientist of EASA, Dr. Schroeder, who turns out to be a Belkan, all the time. Erusean government knows this, but chose to acquiesce for they wanted to access Belkan technologies. Public emotion is already being hung by a thin thread, now they're really outraged. Almost immediately after the dossier's publication, thousands of Farbanti citizens march to palace for a punitive expedition.
Royal guards know well with their numbers, stopping these people would be like stopping a frigate train by bare hands, so they abandon posts and run like hell. Citizens have the palace surrounded like an autoclave, nobody gonna escape. They're holding improvised weapons such as sticks, forks, shovels, scythes…and are shouting via speakers:
"Show yourself, you lying prostitute!"
"Do you know what kind of disgrace you brought to your fatherland? Kill yourself or we'll do it for you!"
…
Stones are tossed to windows, shattering them. Rosa Cossette D'Elise and her servants huddle in fear. Just a few months ago, she was still the most popular female in Erusea, but today everything has turned upside-down. How it comes to this so quickly? If she could use her busted and rusted brain a little more, maybe she won't end up like now.
It takes several hours for local Osean occupation regiment to persuade these fevered people to go home, the commander even considers using machineguns as a solution.
Midnight, a few days later.
Curfew is in effect, not a single cat is wandering on Farbanti's streets, safe for night patrols. Several infantries of Osean Federation are assigned to guard the palace with the princess in custody, well, they hate that bitch as Erusean citizens do, and they can't wait to see her being trialed and executed, but following orders is a soldier's fundamental principle, they have no choices but abiding.
Unknown to them, a secret exit is opened at an inconspicuous point on palace's wall, a disguised figure slips out, crosses the street, and climbs in an automobile parking beside the road. Looks like an Erusean rich who escapes from capital — well, during these days fleeing rich people is not a rare sight in this part of the world. However this certain person of wealth is not any person of wealth, but Rosa Cossette D'Elise herself. Sensing her destruction is near, she has planned to take flight, along with her Belkan paramour Dr. Schroeder, with helps of loyalists — very few in number, but there is someone who still on her side.
On a side note, driver of the runaway car is Schroeder himself. They plan to escape to Cape Rainy, get aboard the royal liaison plane waiting there, and secretly fly to Kingdom of Nordennavic in Anean Continent. Nordennavic is known for strict diplomatic neutrality, also has a formidable military strength for area denial, they would make a living there for rest of their lives, beyond reaches of both Osea and Erusea.
The next morning, princess's escape is detected. Wanted posters of scarlet are issued national-wide, printed and electronic, every settlement is alerted.
Dare not to take roads, escapees can only use feral trails, also they must avoid any towns and villages on the way, effectively drags down the speed. In short, they're behind schedule. Both Rosa Cossette D'Elise and Schroeder are anxious like ants on a hot pan, for they know if they can't make to Cape Rainy in time, liaison plane may leave without them, or falls under Osean custody.
Karma has a twisted sense of humor. Just as they're hurrying to destination, their vehicle malfunctions, engine problem, forcing them to enter a nearby town for repair. Townsfolk gathers around to the scene with full of curiosity. Frightened by the possibility of being recognized even under disguise, Rosa Cossette D'Elise huddles on her seat as possible as she can, while Schroeder is hastily getting the car working again.
Someone in the crowd suddenly realizes something as his expression changes from amusement to shocked, then to disgust. He quietly turns around, goes to town hall and begins to tap on a computer's keyboard.
Soon Rosa Cossette D'Elise and Schroeder resumes their run, surprisingly they move fast this time, seems finally some luck is bestowed…until a group of militias appears and stops them.
"Please let us go." The Belkan hands over forged identifications and some jewels.
"The cargo's certainly worth way more than these." Militia leader moves around and violently pulls door open, snatching Rosa Cossette D'Elise without any genteel manners: "Rosa Cossette D'Elise, the most hated female on this planet, public enemy of Erusea, running away with her tail between legs?" He grabs her wig, tossing it away: "What extra accusations should we place on you now? High treason?"
All is lost, Rosa Cossette D'Elise and her Belkan paramour are escorted back to Farbanti, locked up in a penitentiary of maximum security. Soon they are trialed by high treasons, war crimes and crimes against humanity, along with several high-ranking loyalists, then get executed — hung in front of public. The corpses are dumped in the National Library's courtyard, for public display. A considerable crowd gathers, pelting vegetables and eggs, spitting, urinating, shooting and kicking, resulting in severe disfiguring. An Osean journalist describes the situation as "sinister, depraved, out of control". After a while, the bodies are hoisted up on to the metal girder framework in the Central Park Tennis Courts, and hung upside down on meat hooks. This mode of hanging had been used in Erusea since medieval times to stress the "infamy" of the hanged. However, the reason given by those involved in hanging Rosa Cossette D'Elise and the others in this way is to protect the bodies from the mob. Footage recorded by OBC Documentary appears to confirm that to be the case. Osean military authorities arrive later, take down corpses and deliver them to a morgue for autopsies, archives, finally cremation, cremains are buried in an unnamed cemetery.
The End
Ending Theme: Fanfare et marche royales d'ordonnance (literally Fanfara e Marcia Reale d'Ordinanza in French)
Author's Announcement: Suddenly I sense maybe I'm a little too harsh to Rosa Cossette D'Elise, so I may write something good about her next time (maybe "Extra V"). Although I really hate her to an extent that I want to gut her like gutting a fish.
Author's Announcement II: Someone in comment section says "Everyone in the Rosa Subreddit hates you". Let them be, I will make them run back with weeping for their mommies. ざまぁみろ！ローザ・コゼット・ド・エルーゼのバカやろうめ！