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To: The Nations of The World
From: The Republic of Zoingo

You are hear-by invited to the New Year's party being hosted by us, to celebrate the new century of 1900. The first half of the Party will take place at Versallies Palace, then the last half will be in the Contiour Gardens right infront of the Eiffel Tower, where the fireworks and the bells will toll the new year. At the end of the party, we will put our countries' new year resoultion in a bottle and throw it down the Le Seine river. Leaders of various nations are encouraged to attend, and if unable, a ambassador is welcome to attend. Various Zoingonian grown/raised foods will be at the party, such as chesses, breads, steak, and chocolate. Transportation will be provided for parties and their travelers from Versallies to the Contiour Gardens.

If you would like to R.S.V.P. please contact us. Late attendes or last minute invites are acceptable.

Party Times (Pm to Am):
4:15 pm Early Arrivals
5:30 Appitizers and Wines
5:50 Main Course
6:30 Dessert
6:40 Speeches by Country Leaders (optional)
7:00 Tours of Paris
11:00 Arrive at the Contiour Gardens
12:00 New Year: Fireworks
12:15 New Year Resoultion tossing down river

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The President had been one of th first to arrive, he took a horse carriage all the way there.

The president was rather excited that the first attendie was already hear, and he had ridden all the way from Russia.

"Bonjour Monsieur, welcome to the Presidental Palace, also called Versallies, and how was your ride?"

It was an important night for The Republic of Zoingo, and the guards outside the Palace of Versailles seemed edgy as a mysterious young man walked towards the grand gates. He carried no banner, rode with no entourage and approached in a simple black robe. Could this be a guess, a leader of men? As he approached the guards reached for their weapons, jittery on such a noble occasion but the man simply laughed... "Is this how you greet a future King? Heir to the crown of your Neighbour!" He chuckled in a perfect accent.
The simple travelling robe hit the ground and Prince Alfonso, Heir Apparent of The Holy Iberian Empire, step forward in full ceremonial garb.

The Emperor and Empress of Cookborough had taken the train to Versailles, but arrived at the palace in a horse drawn sleigh.

The Imperial couple was ready for a good party to bring in the New Year

"Sir, we have a visitor in the front enterance, he claims to be the furture king of our neighbor, the Iberian Empire, should we allow him in?" one of the assistants asked.

"Of course, if he is to be a future king, then he must know the culture of his neighboring countries." the president replied.


After allowing the Iberian heir in, the president Alfonso Colete, walked down into the lobby, where he saw some new arrivals.....

"Bonjour, im Alfonso Colete, the president of the Republic of Zoingo, and you two must be the Emperor and Emperes of Cookborough."

The man chuckled, as the captain marshalling the guards allowed him to enter, "I'm sorry for the show, my friend. Its good to see some authority, I've rode he alone and faced not one question."
The captain scowled, his eye examined the man once again as he step into the light. He wore a beautifully crafted white suit with golden trim, his chest was adorned with many bright medals and a highly adorned engraved sword sat at his waist. "I can't just let such good men miss the party.." The prince interjected, the guards continued to scowl "What do I have here.. ah!" The prince pulled out a bottle of Fine Port and throw it to the men. "I think we can survive on your dessert wine inside." The men returned a knowing nod and the prince entered.