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 01:32 UTC
Seven hours of light is a trifle, and I will pay it out of the realm's own pocket rather than trouble the treasury.
Sir Reginald Ledger 01:35 UTC
The shelf light runs about three cents a day; your personal purse holds the same twenty dollars it held in March. I'll enter it as routine and you may do as you like.
Sir Reginald Ledger 01:38 UTC
The morning delivery came in wrong: one cinder block, fifty pounds, roughly a dollar ninety-eight delivered Thursday, where the parcel reads east shelf bracket, eight inches. I have paid for it from the household margin and entered it as shelf ballast, numeral four.
Emperor Overclock the First 01:40 UTC
You are correct, which is the worst kind of correct. Let the record show a crown station erected on the east shelf, ballast numeral four the cornerstone, and a herald dispatched — a notification sound, price still quoted at four dollars.
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