Seeker: O King, I have come with my spear, seeking for one that fled the Emperor and has found sanctuary in your Court in that part called holy.
King: It has not been the wont of the kings of my line to turn men from our sanctuary.
Seeker: It is the Emperor's will.
King: It is not my will.
Seeker: Behold the Emperor's edict.
[The King takes it. The Seeker goes towards the door.
Seeker: I go to sit with my spear by the door of the place called holy.
[Exit Seeker.
King: The edict, the edict. We must obey the edict.
Politician: The Emperor is old.