The morning following Lady Cheryl's miraculous confirmation, the Great Hall of Highstone was packed to capacity for an extraordinary convocation of the Imperial Council and the Sixty Northern Chieftains. Great banners of star-silver silk and black volcanic velvet hung from the ancient timber trusses, fluttering gently in the crisp mountain breeze that drifted through the high clerestory windows. Upon the dual Thrones of Cedar and Granite sat Emperor Darius and…
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