




Week one hundred, and the chapter detonates its own premise: the reign that began this arc accusing the old king of tapping wires ends it by firing the marshal who said there were none. The letter arrives while its subject is a continent away; the envoys of the northern kingdom laugh in the gilded office the very next morning; and the warning about tapes — one sentence, typed in the dark — is the spark that summons the special counsel. The figure under the streetlamp closes the chapter without showing his face. He will not need an introduction.
Readers' Corner
Letters from the readership on Week 100. Pick a pen name — no account needed.
Opening the mailbag…