>>5423442>>5423444>>5423487>"How many guests are we expecting?""Around one hundred and twenty, My Lord," the official butts in, "counting the families of the High Priests and the important men of the court, along with the wealthy merchants and traders."
You thank him, and turn back to Ur-Enza.
>"I have no doubt you are fit for the task."He laughs, shaking his head. "My Lord flatters me. But is there anything I can do for My Lord? Some refreshments, perhaps, while My Lord waits for the procession to begin?"
>"That would be nice.">"No, thank you. I need all my wits about me.">WRITE-IN 