It was 9am, when Minister Raúl came into the palace. He went directly into the audience room passing several guards. Passing two great doors, he now entered the Great Audience Hall. The hall had great windows left and right letting sunshine brighten most of it. At the end though, is a darker, separated section of the hall, separated by bullet-proof glass. There, on a high throne, with the Filipino flags left and right, the Supremo, the supreme leader of the kingdom, sat.
Raúl then knelt down on a carpet in front of the throne and touched the carpet with his forehed, waiting for the Supremo to talk.
"Good day Minister Raúl, you may rise."
Raúl stands up with his head tilted down and then speaks:
"Supremo, archaelogists have found an old castle of your family's line. They have reported to have found old statues, some gold bars and the old "emerald crown" (OOC: no it's nto made of emeralds)."
"This is very good news, Minister Raúl but you seem to be nervous. Why?"
"It is because the ruins are in the territory of an old Moro tribe. They say everything there was their possession."
"And what did you do?"
"We continued working and of course got the crown. Two archaeologists are missing, though."
"Missing?"
"Yes, they disappeared on the second night. Their tents were clean. The locals speak of the curse of the Moro."
"There are no such things as curses. Send a search and rescue team and also guards to assure the safety of the archaeologists. I would like to have the crown."
"As you wish, Supremo, ruler and protector of Islas Filipinas."
Raúl went backwards and with his head tilted down until he reached the doors, then turned around and went on to fulfill the orders of the Supremo.