>>6332387>“Well, when I’m king, we may have to see about rewriting a few of those laws. After all, your King Theseus did just that. ” What good was a king if he couldn’t make sweeping changes? You already had a few ideas in mind of things you’d make different. There was the matter of that baby and its two mothers for one. If you changed the law to give mundane people more rights, then, retroactively, you would not have gotten that question wrong. The great King Tristain and his perfect score. “A fair point.” Kosmas concedes. You’d expect him to offer more protest than that, but he seems sincere enough in his praise. Perhaps he was surprised you’d actually bothered to learn something about his country. “King Theseus is known as one of our more beloved rulers. His changes to the law did in fact bring positive reform to Morfis, even at the cost of weakening his and the College’s already considerable power. Were you to make any sort of similar changes, I would hope you keep that in mind. The last thing we need is a monarch who only thinks of himself and what is most convenient.”
>“Perish the thought.” You almost cross your fingers instinctively, but you stop yourself. That strange eye of Kosmas’ was fresh in your mind. It seemed to grant him some sort of supernatural perception. Best not to risk him seeing that gesture.The warp panel makes its usual humming noise, signifying that another has joined your ranks. Every eye on the roof turns towards the source, eager to see who the newcomer contestant is. Wiping clean another chicken wing, you look dispassionately at your next victim. You are disappointed to find it was that weirdo from the Embassy, Homer. He’d arrived alone, his companions suspiciously absent.
“At last…I’ve made it…” Homer falls to his knees and raises his hands to the sky. “Thank you, my Goddess, for giving me the strength to survive these tribulations!”
>“Hey, what happened to his buddies?” You ask.There were supposed to be three others with him. That know-it-all, Thomas, as well as two others you couldn’t remember.Kosmas flashes you a knowing smile. “Bonds are tested the most in tense situations. It appears Homer did what he had to in order to make it to the top. And not a second too soon…”
You hear the familiar sounds of a strange bell, playing loudly throughout the tower. It was the same chime that had sounded to signify the end of the first day. This time though, it was to signify the end of the lengthy third round of the contest. What had started with 29 competitors had now winded down to 8. You already knew what came next. Bronte had told you as much.
“Congratulations, champions!” Kosmas leaves you to take the center of the room. His fellow Yasha begin moving about, and several head off to retrieve something, which they drag over towards where Kosmas was standing. A cloth hung over it, obscuring its identity.
