The Roll of the Samefo Court
Set down and sealed the 17th day of August, in the Kingdom's own year two thousand twenty-six — a true accounting of every crown, mitre, and rank presently in service.
By his founding the Kingdom stands; by his word alone the Court is ordered.
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Hark, and give ear! Though this Court doth style him King, let none mistake whence his dominion truly springeth. In the realm beyond these walls — a realm called Wolt — Dachi Tsimintia laboureth as Shift Lead, and there commandeth riders, orders, and the ceaseless turning of the queue with a most steady hand. Verily, it is this very toil that hath proven him, for what crown weigheth heavier than the schedule, and what throne is more contested than the rota? He who keepeth the shifts in good order can surely keep a Kingdom. Thus is he no pretender, but the one true and truthful King of Samefo.
By royal decree: the Cardinal shall sit Second of the Court, the old order of crowns notwithstanding. Queen, Prince, and Princess will note the ruling. None shall dispute it.
Ranked above Queen and Prince alike — a mercy of the throne, not a right of the mitre.
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Beyond these walls he laboureth merely as a Support Associate — yet let the record show 'twas his hand, as much as the King's, that first raised Samefo from nothing. He wanteth no throne, no crown, no procession; he keepeth to the shadow of the Cardinal's robe, and from there, quietly, pulleth every string worth pulling.
In the realm of Wolt she is Team Lead over them both — she who now serveth as the King's own Team Lead, and once held that very charge over the Cardinal himself. That Crown and Cross outrank her here is a jest the Queen tolerateth, for now.
Beyond these walls the Prince leadeth Content Training Quality — he who traineth the trainers, and judgeth the judges of quality itself. And of all in this Court, know that he is counted among the true believers: to him, the Kingdom is no jest, and he serveth it in earnest.
Brother to the King by blood, and Shift Lead by his own trade — a title he claimed on merit, not on his brother's name. He crossed the sea from a distant land to dwell in this Kingdom and lend it his full support; there he served as Coach, and here he hath risen anew to Shift Lead, proving himself twice over in two realms.
The Elder hath worn the Shift Lead's mantle through every era of this Kingdom — and riseth again this very season, promoted at last, though he trusteth none of the new ranks fully.
The Princess speaketh softly, yet as Shift Lead the whole floor reordereth itself around her word.
She arrived unlisted, took up the Shift Lead's mantle, and the Court hath since been unable to imagine itself without her.
Liza Sulakadze walketh where the others fear to tread — the underground, the fire, the parts of the realm no map dareth show. Shift Lead by trade, and by nature entirely too comfortable in hell.
By day a Support Associate; in secret, the Coach who trains the very Court that outranks him. His title is defined by no dictionary and disputed by no one.
She presideth over the laundry in this Court, and over Support in the other — moral cleanliness, in both realms, is her trade.
She speaketh rarely — in Support or in the Court — but when she doth, everyone taketh notes.