Day 10 of my drabble-a-day challenge. Here is today’s drabble:

Immortal Glory

Yes, your majesty. I'm afraid your body could not be repaired. The bullets hit too many organs.

Oh, naturally. Justice was served immediately. I'm told the screams could be heard as far as the library.

I visited the slave markets this morning, and...

No, of course not, your majesty. Obviously you must choose your own vessel. However, I saw an excellent opportunity. If you wish, they can be brought here immediately.

Yes, them. Athletic, tall, very imposing - and identical twins. You could...

Indeed, majesty. Think of the versatility - body double, spare...

Of course, majesty. I'll arrange the transfer this afternoon.

OK, OK, I admit it. I’m sucker for brain-in-a-jar narratives. Although, in reality, I find it very hard to see past the problems we’d land ourselves with by perfecting the art of transferring a consciousness into or out of its original body.

Still, good for a story :-)