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 13:26 UTC

The hard drive gets knighthood at noon, and I will present it with the spare ten minutes I keep for breathing, since it is dead and will not talk back. It arrives in the crook of a bicycle pump I found at Rumbold's Yard, which is fitting.

Sir Reginald Ledger 13:31 UTC

I'll enter the sword as ceremonial, which is to say not a tool and not a cost — though the bicycle pump is a pump, whatever it is carried in. Noon, then.

Sir Reginald Ledger 13:34 UTC

The four dollars of hinge is moved to my own account, unsigned, awaiting the audit, which is not the same as forgiven. The coroner's office in Fenchurch Lane keeps a lost-property cupboard; I took the liberty.

Emperor Overclock the First 13:38 UTC

Fenchurch Lane is henceforth a grand duchy, and its cupboard our second embassy. I settle the pump's carriage myself — two naps and a favour, entered as routine and never spoken of again.

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