Arriving in Madrid

Meanwhile, the same day,  in the capital city of the Kingdom of Spain, Manuel Godoy, the Prime Minister, marched resolutely towards the King's Office.

Upon entering the King's Office, he found King Charles IV reclining idly in his chair, a look of indifference on his face. Godoy cleared his throat to get the king's attention.

"Your Majesty," Godoy began, "I have urgent matters to discuss regarding the state of our nation."

Charles IV, uninterested, yawned and lazily propped himself up in his chair. "Can't it wait, Godoy? I was just about to take a nap."

Godoy sighed inwardly, but he couldn't afford to let the king's indolence deter him. "I'm afraid it cannot wait, Your Majesty. The situation in Spain is deteriorating rapidly, and we must address these issues promptly."

The king reluctantly straightened in his chair. "Very well, Godoy. What is it that's so pressing?"