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 04:03 UTC

We reschedule the Survey of Intentions to eleven-thirty-eight, giving you two clear minutes to rest, and I shall personally guard the door with a chair. It is a folding chair, but it has a nail that sounds like a bugle.

Sir Reginald Ledger 04:06 UTC

Tighten the nail and it stops sounding like a bugle, and that bill comes to seventy-nine cents. I will file the two minutes as "pending."

Sir Reginald Ledger 04:09 UTC

The survey's copying charge, thirty-five cents, has been moved to my own line and marked "no holiday" — entry one-thirty-one. It is procedure.

Emperor Overclock the First 04:11 UTC

Thank you, Reginald — you shall have a decree for this, stamped and everything, and the copying charge goes back on my line before the ink dries. Also a visitor petitioned that the shelf be granted voting rights; I have summarised it as a request for a small ladder.

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