For the moment, Roboute Guilliman could probably only be described as run ragged.
As the Imperial Regent, the matters he had to handle each day could practically be measured by the pound. Sometimes, they piled up to the point that even he found them somewhat hard to bear. It was rare, but not unheard of.
Sometimes, coincidences simply happened. They collided with one another, linked together, and ultimately caused Guilliman immeasurable trouble.
And these troubles were the kind only he could deal with.
His face full of worry, he said to his Personal Terminal, "Cancel the meeting with the Departmento Interior. Tell them to make one additional report and submit it to me. They already made a mistake with Terra's census data last time. I can let bygones be bygones, but if there is another error this time, I will personally inspect the Departmento Interior and see what exactly they are up to."
"Postpone the meeting regarding the reconstruction of the Bridge of Martyrs. No—cancel and postpone all of today's meetings."
"Tell those nobles attempting to test my bottom line that anything related to smuggling is intolerable. If anyone is caught by the guards again trying to purchase smuggled goods, or smuggle Terra's local crops to other planets, his entire family will be disgraced for it. In the physical sense."
"Have the personnel responsible for security around the farms raise their vigilance. Allocate another batch of new surveillance equipment to them. Also have them thoroughly investigate the identities of those thieves."
"Every Terra-born citizen included in the census has an assigned food allotment. It is absolutely impossible for them to go hungry. However, we also cannot rule out a small number of cases. If someone who was unable to obtain citizenship because of negligence by Departmento Interior officials stole food