"Nooooo!" he cried, as a door opened and the two hooded men entered the chamber and headed for the dias. Frantic, the king ran behind his throne in a futile attempt to hide, but it was pointless to resist. The hooded men each grabbed one of his arms and dragged him down from the dias, his heels bouncing over each step.

"You can't do this to meeee!" the former king cried as he was hauled from the chamber. The door slammed shut and the room was filled with silence.

Their work now finished, the board bent to gather up its paperwork, already beginning to think ahead two years, to when the next question would be posed to the people. Several of the members looked side-long at each other--some of them thinking that after all, it certainly did not take 'seven' members to sit on the board and make policy decisions for the people of their realm.