Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 505: August at dw100.

Summary: Royalty isn't always what you might expect.

“All hail his august magnificence the Grand Emperor Boofeldt!”

Donna almost jumped out of her skin when the voice boomed out of a nearby speaker grille set in the wall. She hadn’t noticed it until that moment, but now she looked around she could see similar speakers everywhere. She turned to the Doctor.

“What’s that about?”

“Grand Emperor.” The Doctor shrugged. “You know royalty, they like to be shown respect.”

Everywhere they looked, people were bowing and cheering.

A spotty kid nearby sighed. “I really hate when they do that, but they won’t stop. Hi, I’m Boofeldt. Welcome to Carraxia.”

The End