Lucian woke up to shouting outside his window. He groaned, burying his face deeper into the dusty pillow. "Five more minutes…"


    The shouting grew louder.


    "My lord! There’s chaos in the streets!" Dorian burst into the room, looking unusually frantic. "With the tax system abolished, there’s no enforcement for trade disputes, land claims, or even common theft! People don’t know what to do!"


    Lucian sat up, rubbing his eyes. "So what? Let them figure it out."


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    Dorian hesitated. "You mean… let them mediate their own problems? Decentralized law enforcement? A self-governing judicial structure?"


    "Sure," Lucian muttered, already pulling the blanket back over his head. "If it means I don’t have to do it, then yeah, sounds great."


    Dorian gasped. "My lord, this is—this is unprecedented! A system where the people themselves negotiate and uphold justice, without the need for endless bureaucratic oversight?" He turned and ran out of the room, shouting, "The lord has spoken! Justice shall be reformed!"


    Lucian groaned. "Why do I feel like this is going to be another problem later?"