The Grand Arena of Kufstein
The morning sun shone through the windows of the Kaiser's office and glanced off the back of his leather chair. Sitting in front of him was none other than his wife Adela, who had an excited smile on her face.
She had spent a long time working with the nation's best architects to come up with her newest idea of cultural unity. Adela placed the blueprints onto the table and handed them over to Berengar, who looked over them for a few minutes before questioning his wife's motives.
"You want to build an arena? Not only is this stadium larger than the ancient Roman colosseum, but it is also more opulent. Just what madness compelled you to design such a thing? Do you have any idea how much this will cost to construct? Why on earth would we need such a thing?"