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.

[That

Ruther!” A breathless young man ran up

She scowled.

Porl, I’m not the mayor anymore,

my

you want? You ran over here like a

said, “I mean, who you think I should

Enid gaped at him.

yourself. There’s no right or wrong answer, you pick the person you think will do the

titles in the

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

been keeping track of it on purpose, it’s

turned back

you know who is running? Have you informed yourself at least that

nominations aren’t closed yet, but most of the

to know more of this process

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

the town’s history. She had great respect for the work Beyn’s people did, but there needed to be delineation between the roles. The Church would do what a Church

put himself forward, running on an unsurprisingly pro-agriculture platform,” Matthew went on. “He

thing?] Diplomant

it when someone makes demands of the Colony,” Matthew replied when Enid passed on the query. “Asking them for

depended on them coming

own preferences for council seats and they are a diverse and competent group, even including a few others who have announced

contacts and assets in still standing kingdoms