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"Things shall get naught but better for my people my dear. I will be announcing something soon that will change the face of Latveria! Usher in a new age of prosperity for it's people. You can never do too much for your people, something you will learn no doubt my dear." Doom clasped his hands behind his back, looking over at Tony Stark and the young woman he was dancing with who were both glancing at him. He tipped his head in their direction, acknowledging that he saw them and knew they were talking about it.

They could talk all they wanted for all he cared, they didn't know his intentions. They could judge him all they liked, in the end it was him who had ushered in a new age of prosperity for his people. Crime was non-existent, tensions in the region were gone. He could stand by his record and would not be ashamed of it, occasionally he did things that others would not but the ends justified the means. That did not make the fabled Captain Steve Rogers a villain during the second World War why should he be labelled as one? The answer was obvious and yet, nobody else could see it.

Pitiful.

"In terms of my schedule you should enjoy yourself tonight my dear. This is after all your parents party and very much in your honor." He signaled to the dance floor. "Please, you are the lady of the hour. Do not let me hamper your celebrations. I am sure if anything were to happen you won't be too far away." He turned and then began striding towards Tony Stark and his friend.

He extended his hand, like the rest of him encased in metal. Eyes turned on them, it wasn't often a monarch offered someone a handshake. "Congratulations on the creation of Stark Tech, Mr.Stark. I was quite impressed by your demonstration." He felt like a fool, offering his hand in greeting.