A Game of Courtly Intrigue, Epic Adventure, Eldritch Sorcery and the Vital Importance of The Regularity of the Imperial Bowels
From the introduction:
Know, O Mighty Emperor, that between the years when the oceans drank Atalte and the gleaming cities, and the rise of your sons (any day now, I’m sure), you ruled all the world from the Rather Marvellous Hedge to the Steaming Jungles. Remember? It was only last Tuesday... Now, stop drooling and sign this...
The Emperor is dying.
Most of the court wishes he’d get on with it.