"The Superior Court Inquest finds that Icka Withione Sycamore Tall Trees acted legally, and within the duties of his position with the Presidential Directorate in killing Afgu Withione Iztapalapa Azteca. No further legal action will be taken." A tap of the gavel. "Court is dismissed."
Ice bowed and retreated.
And found himself grabbed by an ecclectic group of his old and new co-workers, even the Ministry wonks, and hauled off for another improptu party at the house.
A grinning Keiq had summonded the Silver Grill mobile kitchen, and people kept coming. Izzo, Ox, and Ajki had brought wives and kids, all quickly mingling with Wacky and Azek's trio. Then Rael showed up, eyed the kids and turned Exzy loose.
The floors and the one finished staircase were admired, the dome room admired, a few jokes about how badly he must rattle around in a single room double the size of his apartment and what was he going to do with the rest of the house?
"Ignore it, except when it gets cleaned in advance of a historical society tour?" Ice shrugged. "It's been fun, stretching my magical building type skills to do it. But I can't imagine any situation in which I'd use all of the top floor, let alone the whole house."
Dave looked over and shook his head. "Don't you know better than to tempt fate by saying things like that?"