When Brien entered Joselia's office, he found her surrounded by ground leaders and ecclesiastics who were buzzed and swarmed by nobles and military leaders, whispering down their necks. Yet the queen's eyes remained on ink and parchment, scribbling away new orders for what must be done to contain the lingering effects of the damage.
"Tell Lord Haurum that he must! And I mean must! Tally what this disaster is going to cost us." Turning away from her servant, she looked right at Brien at the door, but her gaze didn't linger long on him. "As for you all, have you forgotten 'process'? Whatever grievances you may have, they need to be filed through lower management. Depending on its severity, it will be escalated to me or Chancellor Jeanne and Chancellor Valeria."
"How can you ignore us when a monster roams the city freely!"
"And what of the people who died?! What of the crops?! How will we survive the winters now?!"
