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LETTERS OF LAST RESORT

From:
The Prime Minister of Arendelle,
Baldor Håakonsson

To our WIDOWED and ESTEEMED King of Corona,

On June 1st, Your Majesty's humble affine, Queen Elsa of Arendelle, was struck by the Bovi Fever in the orphanage of Hordaland. Her Majesty the Queen, the Storting, and the Statsrådet have since entrusted I, Baldor Håakonsson, with the task of reading and responding to your final letter of address. As we have good cause, Arendelle gives you all of Her gratitude for the intense passion, love, and affection you have unveiled for Her queen, as well as towards the troubles of her kin. Of myself, I must insist that Corona's September journalist requires your council's unbiased attention for his recent article's lack of sooth:

KARMA LIGHTNING-STRIKES

ARENDELLE'S CAPITAL

In May, Stoltenberg silenced protesters with his controversial polemic: "Corona has incubated the most pervasive Bovi Fever outbreak on the continent. Is it not logical for the Storting to want to keep another blaze off Arendelle's coast? The Hanseatic port town has already seen three infants pass away. The Storting vows to consider lifting its ban against Corona once King Eugene has controlled the tantrums in his country. Only then can Arendelle begin safely exporting supplies and medical workers to his healthcare centers; the decision in question needs no further explanation."

Wellaway, Hohendorf's unshakable famine, unhygienic conditions, and understaffed infirmaries have led to a death rate of 34% amain. Hohendorf's five villages (Schalense, Zarnitz, Gustrow, Vorpomern, and Mecklenburg) have lost two hundred or more victims in the span of nearly eight months, wiping out two of the five communities on the yonside.

"It's a graveyard in Hohendorf," exclaims Hänel Constantine, Corona's current Guardian of the Crown.

Suppressed Bovi in treatment workers, security guards, and vagabonds have stretched the outbreak from Hohendorf's municipality to 70% of Rugen's district, which is only a bridge away from Corona's port city.

"King Eugene has made several mistakes out of ignorance," says one physician. "He would transfer understaffed treatment centers to other villages after believing one area had been soothed only to find the sickness flaring back up in that same region. These sporadic flares in remote locations have made it impossible for Corona to contain it. We need more handlers, more adequate sanitation, and more human resources. At their most immedicable states, infectees have acquired unspeakable issues both externally and internally. Our woes continue to multiply; the time is nigh for help."

Oblivious to Corona's climbing mortality rate, the Sorceress of Arendelle was said to have still written a disaster emergency letter on May 28th, in which she appealed for money, inoculations, and donations internationally.

"The onus she's put on herself has been hurting her," observed Baldor Håakonsson, the Prime Minister of Arendelle. "You can see it in her face. She looks aged."

Alack, one particular wanion has kept her fundraisers and bankers from making a dent in Corona's fate: "Arendelle's travel ban on Corona may scare other countries into shutting their borders to the kingdom as well, so it is possible that no one will be sailing into our harbor at the risk of their own personage," Hänel Constantine said in the spring. "I'm sure Queen Elsa's parliament is trying to get her to redirect her energy from Corona and King Eugene to Arendelle and Prince Aloysius."

Rumor has it that the government of the Southern Isles has promised to groom Kiribas into bringing supplies to Corona in exchange for Arendelle's throne.

"It's just a silly rumor," the queen's adviser barked at news-hawks on May 31st. "We've discussed no such bargain."

Otherwhere, King Eugene's reign has self-destructed this September.

"Because of low harvest and premature Bovi Fever, His Majesty chose to close Corona's trading ports in February to tackle early famine," Constantine explained. "But by doing so, much needed foreign traffic and imports ceased. Corona's closer trade partners may also emplace official trade and travel bans because of what happened to Arendelle's charity ships. That would mean that what food we can, did, and have stocked up will be limited to those who can afford it," bristled Lord Constantine.

"It's hard enough dividing all that between capital citizens, nobles, and rural villagers," a fishermen added, "but the lack of abundance in Hohendorf forced the quarantined to escape isolation in search of more, and that search spilled into the port city."

Escaped infectees have already tried to break through the watchmen guarding the capital's bridge. His Majesty galloped onto the scene in hopes of verbally diffusing a violent scuffle between guards and children yestermorning, but a sick teen torn himself loose and spat into his eye.

"You're a useless king-replacement!" the boy cried.

"Symptoms haven't appeared yet, but he and those who will treat him are being monitored as we speak," verified Constantine. "This is the most afraid he's ever been, and the worst he will ever suffer. We've already had to guzzle the poisoning of the king. Now he's subjected himself to the Bovi Fever."

A portcullis with a metal grill is being installed into the same barbican that once welcomed people into Corona's capital without barriers.

"We have to keep the ill out, and metal bars are our last resort," Lord Constantine said.

Yet on that same afternoon, two port citizens were found to have consumed undercooked goat meat housing the ague. The complete depopulation of Corona could be an alarming reality if other countries don't step in where Arendelle fell back. The death of King Eugene will be another.

"But who's willing to sacrifice their own people, especially kingdoms that have just bounced back from potato blight and plagues?" sobbed the mother of one sickened port citizen. "The East is saying there aren't enough remedies to help Arendelle and Corona at the same time, the West is saying Corona needs to fix its own country, and the South is echoing whatever Arendelle says."

According to Stoltenberg, there is more to the world's betrayal than that: "Arendelle has passed no judgment onto His Majesty, but other countries may not care for the king or Corona after their rumored censorship of his background," he said in a May 31st press release.

Baldor Håakonsson elaborated on this new malison in August by saying, "The scandal about His Majesty's past, which so many kings have already circulated without holding any knowledge of what said scandal involved, was finally printed in a Southern Isles newspaper this July."

Its anonymous writer detailed King Eugene's missing timeline among who he worked for as a seditious, princess-courting, and regalia-snatching infiltrator in the kingdoms that have abandoned Corona. The list apparently included commissioners like Prince Valdemar and Prince Algoth, two brothers who were known to hire henchmen for royal thefts, regicides, espionage, and assassinations all over the world.

"Prince Valdemar and Prince Algoth, who are the late uncles of King Ragnar, were hung for treason by King Ignatius of the Southern Isles. King Ragnar has not confirmed their connexion to King Eugene," Baldor stated. "The newspaper's letter cites no proof, testimonies, or living persons therein, but best believe that this stylish info would unfortunately be enough for other kingdoms to entertain. King Eugene's endangerment, as well as Corona's 'lying criminal-crowners,' may not be a loss or concern to them at all."

The wheels of fate don't stop turning there: Corona was late to the news, but it has come to the choir that the Storting's worst nightmare was brought on by their own kingdom in June. May our prayers save Her Royal Sorceress from the Bovi. We in Corona, who have tholed the brunt of the Bovi Fever without handouts, wonder if Arendelle and all its toe-suckers will be able to fix their own countries with them.

[ Written by J. Abelard ]

I therefore have an answer I will make and it is this: the hand that Arendelle and Her Majesty have been dealt has lit two glims.

1) Modern examination of the Bovi Fever's behavior and evolution.

2) Alternatives that Arendelle now feels confident enough to bestow unto Corona's populace for the behoof of your kingdom.

Your country's glamorized reports of eastern inoculations being quick fixes for Arendelle are misleading and purblind. In truth, Corona's tertian sickness has survived in the fluids of Arendelle's victims even after the majority have made their recoveries. Such benightedness caused the Hanseatic port's outbreaks to eventuate in more afflictions. Discharged patients were liable to spread the infection through broken skin, sweat, waste, breast milk, and private acts without monitorship. Chatho could not offer explanations for the phenomenon; thuswise, we had to learn on our own that the ague could linger in an ex-patient's fluids for one month before fully dissipating.

Of our discoveries, the Bovi Fever was found to shed itself into body fluids during the incubation period. Neither Arendelle nor the East knew how far transmissions could extend at the outset. We managed to practice a successfully monitored regimen for recovered patients in due course, but those preliminary months of unawareness victimized Arendelle's wharf-side infants and women. The time is fit for your country's articles to be renounced. For Your Majesty's knowledge, Queen Elsa is undergoing a very different quarantine from other infectees.

As Her Majesty is special, she has not responded consistently or normally to the treatment plan, but she is fairing. Her brush with a sickling occurred when a child was found with gashes in the backwaters of Hordaland. Her Majesty attempted "cryotherapeutic magic" on the girl by using her hands. Hordaland orphans were immediately seized and she quarantined after Her Majesty's spell backfired on her rather violently. This child was said to have come from our capital's port town, so the fault is mine. Since Princess Anna and her consort are scavenging for a "classified-but-totally-harmless" solution behind Arendelle's woods, we estimate that Her Majesty will be hale in December at the very latest.

And here I end with this much added for your content:

It is mostly true that today Arendelle's citizens stand free from the Bovi Fever. When this day came, I was instructed by Her Majesty to release four hundred carrier birds with 2.5oz eastern inoculations from our closed public centers. We unleashed the first flock on October 3rd. Your Majesty's personal panacea should've been among them. Arendelle's food, supplies, and protective body gear will come to Corona's port city after those antidotes have relieved the kingdom's islanders. Queen Elsa advises you to thenceforth:

1) Keep recovered infectees quarantined for one month.

2) Expel all burial traditions of touching and clothing the fallen in order to limit exposure.

3) Dispose of all contaminated objects and sterilize all medical instruments. Do not continue to reuse them. The ague will dwell on stethoscopes, clothing, bedding, and any other doodads holding fluids for ten hours.

Queen Elsa also wished for you to know the following: "I'm not going to go back on my promise."

If Prince Aloysius were ever to receive an unswayable appetency of that nature, he might actually have a chance outside of his own sappy swevens.

Be grateful.

From Arendelle,
IV of October, 1847