Chapter 67

After the Chancellor fell, court was half empty.

I stared at the new roster the Ministry of Personnel had sent up. My head felt like it was going to split. Thirty-seven vacancies. Half a month of filling them, and twelve seats still hung open. It wasn't that there were no people. The ones they sent were either old enough to lose their teeth, stupid enough to foam, or sharp-looking with a belly full of rot.