[OTA] Work. Forever.
Oddly enough, Silas is having a hard time finding sleep tonight. He spent a good three hours in bed and achieved nothing but discovering that he has an impressive ability to find faces in the wallpaper and patterns in the ceiling, so he gave up and is now sitting at his desk in the King's office, which is still scattered with the things he's working on moving from his old office to this one.
He's poring over the notes he took in the meeting with the Diamond Faces held shortly after he became King. There's a lot that he was unaware of, even though he'd known a lot. Well, at least he can catch up now. His door is open to anyone who's awake at this hour, but otherwise he'll be working diligently to eliminate paperwork and familiarize himself with every situation. And he still needs to pick someone to be sent out to the outposts with the next group of Town Diamonds to serve as his ears and eyes. So much to be done, and so little time in which to do it, but he'll get it done.
He'd taken an oath to do exactly that, after all.
He's poring over the notes he took in the meeting with the Diamond Faces held shortly after he became King. There's a lot that he was unaware of, even though he'd known a lot. Well, at least he can catch up now. His door is open to anyone who's awake at this hour, but otherwise he'll be working diligently to eliminate paperwork and familiarize himself with every situation. And he still needs to pick someone to be sent out to the outposts with the next group of Town Diamonds to serve as his ears and eyes. So much to be done, and so little time in which to do it, but he'll get it done.
He'd taken an oath to do exactly that, after all.