I adjust my spectacles upon my nose and inquire at the main desk as if I’d never been there before. They directed me up three floors and down the express-chair wide gold and red tiled hallway through to the Imperial Sub-offices, rather more rarified than the Hall of Internal Serenity and the cells.
The halls up here were plainer than anywhere else but Serenity, and full of people. Most had papers in their hands, some had odd glasswares and at least one person I saw had a cage with something in it that I couldn’t see well, but its eyes flashed red in the lamplight. Perhaps a ferret being brought in to clear out any rats the ratters could not catch. Or some odd creature as a gift intended for either Chevenga or the Imperium.
"Would he know you? Best tell the absolute truth."
"The World's Wisdom and I discussed such topics more than once when He was between terms. He invited me to dinner... and He knows my writing; I've had pieces published in the Pages." That did the trick. It was probably overkill to mention the dinner but I wanted him to stop blocking me.
“Ah, indeed. Go up to the sentry over there and they will direct you to the Imperial offices.”