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The Vizier prodded the thing uncertainly, and looked into the Emperor's smile. It was bright and terrible. He fumbled for an excuse.
'Alas, it would he has no space left for this final mouthful,' said the Emperor. 'Doubtless you can investigate his stomach to see if this is true. Why has that man got smoke coming out of his ears?'
'Anxious for action, O Sky Eminence,' said the sergeant quickly. 'No stopping him, I'm afraid.'
Then let him take his knife and – oh, the Vizier seems to be hungry after all. Well done.'
There was absolute silence while the Vizier's cheeks bulged rhythmically. Then he gulped.seem that I have already eaten far too much —' he began, but the Emperor waved him into silence.'Doubtless it requires a suitable seasoning,' he said, and clapped his hands. The wall behind him ripped from top to bottom and four Heavenly Guards stepped through, three of them brandishing cando swords and the fourth trying hurriedly to swallow a lighted dog-end.The Vizier's bowl dropped from his hands.'My most faithful of servants believes
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