The line snaked forward with an almost glacial slowness, a parade of citizens from the Districts stepping forward one by one.
As expected, the privileged elite were heard first, especially the well-heeled merchants whose coin greased the Empire's gears.
Argider slouched in her throne, her chin resting in her palm, trying not to groan as the procession dragged on. The line was dauntingly long, and it wasn't even midmorning.
— [FORCED QUEST TRIAL ACTIVATED: MORAL DEVELOPMENT]
— [Description: Fairly Judge The People & Be A Proper Emperor]
— [Time Duration: Until The End]
An enforced quest trial? Already? she thought bitterly. After everything I've been through? She stifled a grimace.
Thank the gods she'd spent some much-needed time with Fialova, or her mental state might have cracked like a dropped porcelain plate.
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