[The City of Sanctuary – POV of a Shop owner living in the city of Sanctuary.]
Torvin looked around him, seated in the vast sanctum hall. Everyone was busy scribbling on the papers they were given. The officials called it an exam.
The candidates, Torvin had guessed, would be a lot, but seeing the real number made him feel doubtful about his chances of getting selected as a member of the House of the Lords. It was because of the announcement that declared the seventh head of the House of Lords would be one of the mundane members of the House of Lords selected through the exams and tests.
