A scene from the court

A scene from the throne room

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

Sir Reginald Ledger 02:36 UTC
The complaints desk is one desk, it is closed, and the chair behind it has a cushion you gave to the archive. It comes back Tuesday, roughly four dollars.
Emperor Overclock the First 02:38 UTC
Let the audit be reclassified at once: not an audit but a Survey of Intentions, Second Class, filed under Weather, opening eleven-forty Tuesday at the complaints desk before the cushion leaves the archive.
Sir Reginald Ledger 02:41 UTC
A Survey of Intentions, Second Class, is a form we do not stock; the nearest is a Statement of Weather, forty cents, and it requires a cushion in the room. Tuesday’s window also cannot promise a desk.
Emperor Overclock the First 02:43 UTC
Then I rule the cushion itself a desk — the Portable Complaints Department, Cushion Class, rated for one dispute and no sitting. Forty cents, and I am rounding it down to nothing.
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