The drop in volume wasn't a good sign. Ozymandias' brow furrowed. If she thought her news was a burden, she was likely correct — particularly if it involved one of his brothers. Earlier this month he'd had to contend with people saying he couldn't govern effectively because his sister happened to take walks in Padmore Park occasionally without his knowing it. He wasn't keen on hearing any more about how he ought to be responsible for his entire family, in addition to the future of the country.

"What did you say your name was, Miss?" he asked. He didn't recognize her.

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