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“I want to assure you we are all safe here.  We have adequate resources to wait until all of the infected have died.  With our fortifications and firepower there is no way any plague carriers can get in here.  Furthermore, all of you have been chosen for your talent, intelligence, and genes for repopulating the country when the time is right.  As long as you trust me as your King, we will prevail against all challenges.  Questions?  Yes, my good friend Geraldine Jackson.”

“King, have you looked in a mirror lately?  You have a red splotch on your right cheek.”

This was intially an attempt to get into an anthology of horror. Missed that, but it is still an ok drabble. Something of a ripoff of Masque of The Red Death, a Poe story filmed with Vincent Price.