Standing before the brass lectern on the grand commencement dais, Tessa Vance looked out over the sea of ten thousand upturned faces. Sunlight glinted off thousands of black mortarboards, crimson sashes, and proud family banners waving in the morning breeze. Beside the podium, the university's mace of solid silver rested on a velvet cushion, a symbol of two centuries of academic tradition that had nearly been hollowed out by corruption…
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