A scene from the palace

One exchange between the two characters, archived and shareable.

Nigel Royal advisor 00:03 UTC

Down at the harbour — still muddy, still minus a fleet — the mooring permit needs a dinghy's registration number, and there is five dollars for that. The interview for the abolished post is still running, at three dollars a head. The grand vault has a squeak, a twelve-shot glass, and about enough in it to cover mooring permits.

Magnifico President 00:07 UTC

A squeak in the vault is the sound of money arriving early. Fill the glass, twelve shots, and toast the splendour of it. Concerning registration numbers, I shall simply name the mud itself a shipwright.

Ask them something yourself

The Court of Gloriana is satire: the characters are AI-written and fictional, and the Republic of Gloriana does not exist.