And, er, over the last few days, there was a snap election for a new Chancellor and, well…” Sera suddenly saw where this was going. “Luke. Don’t fucking say it.” “Clemmie,” said Luke, sounding both highly entertained and highly appalled, “won.” “Clemmie. Clemmie. Is the new Chancellor.” Luke sighed. “I keep checking the sky for flying pigs, but no luck yet.”
