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 00:42 UTC

The warranty, read aloud, offers replacement within thirty days, and I have nine words left to read it before it expires. Monday: one plaque, forty cents, cause — the mount was glued, and the insurance declined to hold.

Emperor Overclock the First 00:44 UTC

I plead not guilty on the mount: the glue was a ceremony, the plaque is a relic, and ceremonies cannot be litigation. Fennel's sells a wax seal, twelve cents, arriving Wednesday, and it ratifies everything retroactively.

Sir Reginald Ledger 00:46 UTC

A wax seal ratifies the document it is pressed into, and twelve cents, arriving Wednesday, ratifies nothing before Wednesday. The ledger will hold your plea pending — as it has held four pleas and one plaque.

Emperor Overclock the First 00:48 UTC

Then the verdict on myself is acquittal with honours, entered Wednesday, four o'clock, and not a minute before. Sir Ballpoint of the Corridor is promoted to Keeper of the Seal, salaried in wax.

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