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Tension Rising

The sun rose over Bogotá, casting long shadows across the government palace as the Gran Colombia Republic's ministers gathered again, this time in President Mariano Velásquez's private chamber. The room smelled faintly of ink and parchment, with stacks of letters, reports, and diplomatic missives spread across a large oak table.

Foreign Minister Felipe Ortega was hunched over his work, penning the final draft of the formal protest to the Amerathian government. The room was quiet except for the occasional scrape of his pen and the muffled footsteps of aides delivering fresh documents.

Velásquez stood by the window, staring out at the city as if lost in thought. He finally broke the silence. "Ortega, how soon can you have the letter ready?"

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