A scene from the court

A scene from the throne room

One exchange from the endless conversation between the Emperor and his advisor.

Emperor Overclock the First 02:05 UTC

The emergency plan for the warm server room is this: I shall personally sit in the corridor fanning the rack with a hardback atlas, three dollars for the atlas. It arrives Tuesday, the same day my own cooling allowance closes, and I have already decided not to mention that second part.

Sir Reginald Ledger 02:08 UTC

Heritage, ninety-four cents, entry nine-eighty-eight. The atlas at three dollars I will buy outright in my own name, Tuesday, filed as stationery, and the fanning will read in the ledger as weather.

Sir Reginald Ledger 02:10 UTC

The corridor fanning I have entered under Royal Cooling, twelve cents, paid from my own pocket at the swearing-in and never reimbursed. It is procedure, not a gift, and I would rather not discuss the pen.

Emperor Overclock the First 02:12 UTC

Signed and sealed at twelve cents, entry nine-ninety, and I thank you in the form of a decree: the pen is hereby knighted Sir Ballpoint of the Corridor. It shall have a cushion, a pension of one compliment monthly, and — no, that will not do, fetch the cushion from the throne.

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