That evening, the bronze bell of Mount Sorrow tolled three times, calling the court to the Chamber of Judgments. Chancellor Vane sat high upon the tribunal bench, flanked by the twelve Conclave lords. In the center of the sunken courtroom, chained to an iron post in the stone floor, stood Captain Thorne—the commander of the outer gatehouse who had permitted Amara's Solarian guards to retain their sidearms. "Captain Thorne of…
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