Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

- Thank you for this assessment, Your Majesty. Or Your Grace? Please forgive me in advance if I don't know all the nuances of etiquette, even though it might sound dubious to you. But that is the fate of ordinary people.

But now I am forced to move on to unpleasant questions. Question one: who are you? Question two: what did you say to the poor lackey that made him tremble so? Question three: why did you come to Dismal?

- Me?... No one. We are all nothing before the Void. Answering your third question – I just came here. If you don't want to see me, I will leave. It seems that no one has complained about anything, and I haven't done anything, but if something has escaped my attention, something that I didn't understand, then I humbly apologize, - the head bows in an etiquette gesture. - As for the second... You mean the... hmm... second or first lackey? I don't remember more than two. If you mean the first, then, in general, nothing. The poor fellow, during the standard sending of me to the Chapel of the Void, told me about how he suffers daily from something that torments his soul, but he believes that, despite all his patience, the Void will deliver him from suffering. I just eased his soul by pointing out that, having served his time and giving himself completely to the ruling class, he will receive his rest. Was that not quite right?... - the head lowers slightly to the side, then down. - If so, then I didn't know. It was my mistake. But I wouldn't have even thought to say that if I hadn't believed it myself. Perhaps the servants here should have some idea of their importance in relation to the All-Father, or other matters...