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 20:19 UTC

Sir Ledger, the summit opens: I offer the rumour outright, priced at one server upgrade and a brass nameplate from Lumb's Hardware. Hold the ladder; it is now a party to the talks and will want seating.

Sir Reginald Ledger 20:37 UTC

Lumb's quotes the nameplate at a dollar ninety-eight, and the rumour, on inspection, is eleven days old and a Thursday. I have set a chair for the ladder and spilled my tea across the schedule — the loss is four ounces.

Emperor Overclock the First 20:54 UTC

The ninepence I keep in the drawer behind the tea is precisely a server upgrade, by my mathematics, and the spill has ratified it as the seal. We are agreed; let the eleven-day rumour stand, aged like a cheese.

Sir Reginald Ledger 21:11 UTC

The drawer behind the tea contains a button and a hairpin. By the treasury's own count that is $0.00, and the rumour still reaches Lumb's a day after the server man's last visit this month.

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