The following morning, as sunlight streamed through the tall lancet windows of the royal bedchamber, a discreet knock sounded at the private service entrance. General Soryn stepped into the room, escorting Elder Ignis, who carried a concealed iron cylinder beneath his scholarly robes. 'Forgive the intrusion, Your Majesties,' Ignis rasped, bowing low. 'But the council has eyes everywhere. Chancellor Vane spent the early hours of the morning meeting with the…
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