✵2019 Watty Winner! ✵ They say that the two things Shah Minos loves most are fire and spies, but what he actually loves most is order. Even if it is maintained through the brutal telepathic domination of his father, the Emperor. Even if his mother burned at the stake for its sake. Now order is under threat. The Emperor is losing his grip on power, and Minos's brothers are pitched against one another in a race for the throne. Only one can emerge alive. Then there will be order again. // "They say," he began, a strange tone behind his voice, "that to those on top, the people below always appear to be smiling because of the angle, even when they frown. What do you think, Minos? Are they smiling?" I glanced at Xerxes's pinched expression, then to the men below. From our height, it was difficult to make out their features. And I did not need to. "I think the people below see you frown down at them, even when you smile." At that, through tears welling in his eyes, Xerxes smiled.