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Ember’s New Assignment
Ember, feeling like a wild bird that had just had a cage descend over it, stood before the Magistrate. She wanted to flap her wings and make noise, but she knew it would do no good—the cage was secure. There was nothing to do but find out what would be happening next.
“Celebrate?” Ember asked.
“Of course! You are the ultimate emotional control for our people, Ember. For the good of our city, I want to help change and influence all our people to make correct decisions. Detecting their true emotional state is the first step. You are my new right hand, and the symbol of all we uphold. You will work with me, making sure that all decisions are perfect.”
“Magistrate . . . I don’t even have good personal emotional control. And, I know nothing about government decisi
