Chrysalis

“Thank you for everything, mayor.” A woman tearfully held Enid’s hand in a too-tight grip, looking down at the aged mayor.

“You’re more than welcome, dear,” Enid smiled, patting her on the shoulder and diplomatically freeing her hand. “What we achieved, we achieved together. No one person can take the credit.”

A few more words were exchanged and then she moved on, only to be stopped down the road by someone else who wanted to thank her for her service. It had been like this ever since her retirement had been officially announced by the council three days ago. Every time she stepped out her door, she was accosted by the people of Renewal who wanted to let her know how much she meant to them.

[This must be confusing for you,] she said to Diplomant, who accompanied her, [this outpouring of gratitude to someone who no longer wants to work.]

The ant skittered along at her side, antennae waving slowly.

[There are several concepts at play that are not wholly understood by us. As creatures of the Dungeon, formed of mana, we do not age, so the idea of ‘retirement’ is not one that we think about. I can see how one might want to indulge in a ‘well-earned rest’, as their capacity to work diminishes. The gratitude of the people is also heartwarming to see. They deeply appreciate the work you have done, and so thank you for it.]

[You’ve grasped it quite well,] Enid mused. [We humans eventually slow down and run out of steam, unlike you monsters. Usually, once we can’t do as good a job as we could do before, we stop working, and our families take care of us until we die.]

[There are several points I don’t understand in what you said. Firstly, I do not believe that your work has suffered at all. The town is thriving, the people are happy and the decisions you have made benefited all. The Colony has learned much by closely observing your performance as an administrator.]

[That’s awfully kind of you to say. If I were to be specific, then I would say that I don’t believe my performance has declined yet, but that it soon will, so I wish to remove myself before that happens.]

[Very well then. Secondly, you say that old humans depend on their families to care for them? I was unaware that you had family in the area.]

[I don’t,] Enid sighed, [not for a long time.]

[Then the Colony will care for you,] the ant said firmly. [You have contributed much and we would celebrate that.]

The old woman felt genuinely touched.

smile. [That

A breathless young

She scowled.

mayor anymore,

remember my name?”

“What do you want? You ran over

wanted to know who to vote for,” he said, “I mean, who you think I

Enid gaped at him.

supposed to work it out for yourself. There’s no right or wrong

might reside in the hands of the monarchy, and the titles in the hands of the nobility, but at the local

candidates are?] Diplomant asked her, after a pause to have

keeping track of it on purpose,

back to

who is running? Have you

but most of the big names are already

Diplomant said, [I should like to know more of this process from his

Enid rolled

his cheek as he pondered where to start. “The Followers of The Great One and the Ant Path have a lot of sway in town, obviously, and there were rumblings that Priest Beyn would be

Beyn’s people did, but there needed to be delineation between the roles. The Church would do what a Church should do, and the Town

Bill Knightly, has put himself forward, running on an unsurprisingly pro-agriculture platform,” Matthew went on. “He won’t win, though, because

a bad thing?] Diplomant

public doesn’t like it when someone makes demands of the Colony,” Matthew replied when Enid passed on

Colony in her proposals, but never depended on them coming through. The people of Renewal loved the ants,

few others who have announced their candidacy. He has a lot of

before the wave. He’d had contacts and assets in still standing kingdoms and older empires, but had chosen to come here with the other survivors. He was competent