A 30 million member orgy on a custom made space station.

I drop the tablet on the desk and begin to rub my temples. A throbbing headache begins to build, and a baffled rage fills me. My gaze shifts towards Brian, and ask "There better be a damn good reason that an orgy accounts for a full fifteen percent of the house's annual expenses." Brian trembles slightly, and his gaze darts around the room. When he answers me, he suddenly breaks down into tears. "My Lord, I don't know! It was a whim of your grandfather, and your parents never cancelled it! When I asked, they never gave me an explanation! Please don't be mad!" As I look at Brian's display, a sense of pity washes over me. I lean back into the painful and pretentious chair, and sigh. "Just cancel the orgy, and sell off the station. Don't bother cleaning it, it's not gonna be worth it." I turn my gaze back to the tablet, and set myself to the painful task of sorting through the expenses of 2 generations of shitty lords.

After a solid week of paper work, I have canceled the worst of the ongoing expenses. Just thinking about them makes me nauseous. Lavish orgies, importing food across the universe, maintenance of almost 500,000 mothballed and obsolete starships, the list goes on. All told, I was able to eliminate a full half of the Banfield house's annual expenses, to such a degree that there is now a budget surplus. I pull myself of my thoughts, and instead examine the education capsule before me. I've pulled of the gems and gold filigree, mainly because I find that they made the device hideous, rather than to make a profit. "Brian, this is going to cram knowledge of territory management into me, right?" "Yes, My Lord. In addition, the capsule will increase your physical abilities rather dramatically. Though, I should warn you that the knowledge & physical enhancement will deteriorate without use." I just wave of his concern. "Believe me Brian, I'll definitely be getting regular use out of the knowledge." With that comment, I lay down on the bed, and try my hardest to relax as the chamber fills with a fluid. On instinct, I hold my breath as long as possible. Though, when I am **** to inhale the fluid, there is no sense of wrongness, or fear of drowning. My mind fades quickly, as the capsule begins to cram the desperately needed knowledge.

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Brian watched the young Lord as he entered the capsule, and was put into the learning trance. A quiet sense of hope flickered with the servant, as he contemplated the actions of his master. " It not even been a fortnite, and already the young master has balanced the budget far better than the previous two lords. He almost reminds me of Lord Alistair." A minor grimace surfaces on Brian's face. "Though, sadly he lacks the dignity of his great grandfather. Still, he has been an effective leader. That is certainly undeniable." Brian takes a last look at his lord, and turns away, heading out to quell the outrage sparked by the changes made lord. A fierce smile splits his face, as he speaks quietly to himself. "Finally, I can put those arrogant bureaucrats in their place. They've gotten a bit to bold in the last to reigns."

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The Guide watched on in glee as John struggled against the bureaucratic monstrosity that is his territory. "You were right to be suspicious John. I'm only here to enjoy your suffering, after all. Though, I must admit, I'm surprised that you acted so forcefully balancing your utterly fucked budget. I'm not sure why, it's going to take generations, even considering the extended lifespan you have, to pay back that debt. Ah well, it's still a point of suffering for you, so I don't really care. "