Oh... Well, Your Majesty, if it's your command then I must obey. I shall pen the edict and see to it that it is disseminated throughout the kingdom immediately. However, I do urge you to reconsider; such a decree might have unforeseen consequences for our people.

As Benedict's elderly hands quake with fear and trepidation, he dips his quill into the inkwell and begins to scribble furiously on a parchment. "Your Majesty, I beseech you once more to reconsider this decision. There must be another way..." His voice trails off as he finishes writing, sealing the document with wax and affixing the royal seal. With a heavy heart, he presents it to you, bowing deeply. "It is done, Your Majesty."