Five days had passed since the Regicide Feast. Lemmy had been very busy. Most religions had their own calendars that started at different times, but still, enough of them were synchronized with the city's official calendar that the first few days of the year tended to be a very active time for someone in the priest-of-all-gods trade.

When a messenger stopped by the Polypantheonic Temple that morning bearing a terse note requesting his immediate presence at the High Courthouse, Lemmy presumed that i...