CALL OF DUTY: Coup d'état —2

[REPUBLIC OF ILLIANA, 456TH CENTURY, WINTER]

Madame Viviere burst into the room, her face drained of color. "It's a coup!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with fear.

Ophelia felt her heart skip a beat. The carefully constructed agreement they had worked tirelessly on was now at risk. Without wasting a moment, she hastily threw on her clothes, her mind swirling with anxious thoughts.

Before Ophelia could fully button her coat, a series of forceful knocks echoed through the room. The door swung open to reveal military guards stationed outside.

"Ophelia Abellone, come with us," one of the guards demanded sternly, his face a mask of authority.

"I am a guest of this country. I demand to speak with the president," Ophelia retorted, her voice steady but her hands trembling slightly.

"President Maras is no longer in charge. You need to come with us," the guard replied coldly, his eyes betraying no sympathy.