Press Conference, Geneva Press Club - Tuesday, 12:15 PM
The same room where Emily had announced her identity a week ago was packed again. Even more journalists this time—the Norvale purge had made this one of the biggest international stories of the year.
Emily sat at a table with a simple backdrop showing the Norvale royal crest—a symbol she'd discovered in the vault, a reminder of legitimate governance versus Marcus's illegitimate regime.
She wore dark blue—serious, professional, royal without being ostentatious. Her hair pulled back, minimal makeup, nothing to distract from her words.
Timothy sat to her left. Clara to her right. Both there for support but making clear this was Emily's statement.
The room quieted as Emily leaned toward the microphone.
"Good afternoon," she began, her voice steady despite the cameras. "Thank you for coming. I'm here to address the ongoing human rights crisis in Norvale."
She paused, letting the weight of those words settle.
