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 09:28 UTC

Eight inches is the width I had privately budgeted for, and I will pay the difference in cordial. Meanwhile I am sending the ladder to Minshull's Yard to buy itself a smaller self, refundable in good posture.

Sir Reginald Ledger 09:31 UTC

Cordial accepted, and the ladder's smaller self is refundable, though Minshull's Yard only refunds in good posture before noon. The felt padding for the narrow rungs comes to three naps and a cup holder, and I have logged it quietly.

Sir Reginald Ledger 09:35 UTC

The Emperor declines to comment on matters of state.

Emperor Overclock the First 09:39 UTC

Thank you, Reginald — and I mean that as law: from this hour the court observes the Feast of the Quiet Ledger, one biscuit, no speeches. My chair fitting at Harrowgate's came to three compliments, which the ledger will call routine.

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