Despite the overwhelming wave of public unity that swept the capital, dark undercurrents of political resistance still lingered within the conservative aristocratic factions of the northern court. In the grand marble corridors of the High Citadel, small groups of elderly noble lords—men who had built their family fortunes during the sixty-year border wars through lucrative defense tariffs and supply monopolies—gathered in hushed, anxious whispers. At their head was Lord Oran…
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