My desk was once again overflowing with papers and journals, returning to its original state as I forced Jahi to hand over a bit of the work that she was having to deal with during my many, many months of pregnancy and dealing with the pups.
Whilst I was extremely thankful that she was so willing to shoulder a majority of this sort of work to allow me to be with the children, all it ended up doing was making me feel guilty about what she was having to do since I saw how exhausted she was whenever she came home.
Even in a new world the ability that paperwork had to sap every single ounce of mental energy from someone remained, and even in a world with magic it was still such a laborious and boring thing to have to do.
Yet it remained simply because it was in the nature of most mortals to crave structure and abide by rules that helped keep things pieced together, and as the mortals chosen to govern over a large amount of others we had to do a hell of a lot of paperwork.
