The next day, Edd didn't rush to the tournament venue, but instead handled affairs at the Imperial Council in the morning, leaving the Royal Scholar at the end.
Westeros Continent has a certain flavor of a Sun Never Sets Empire's separation of bureaucratic and public service systems.
As leaders, the nobles govern their fiefs, but scholars who graduate from Academy City are responsible for strategizing, providing advice, and implementing many specific management matters beside the lordly nobles.
This results in some historically renowned great nobles of Westeros being unable to even manage basic reading and writing.
Because employing scholars is incredibly convenient.
The Royal Scholar enjoys a seat at the Imperial Council due to this tradition.
The current Royal Scholar is an old fellow, hunched over as he walks, at least Edd had never seen him stand straight.
"Grand Maester Paisier," Edd's tone was serious and formal, in line with everyone's impression of him.
