At a gesture from Kaelen, two legionnaires dragged a heavy iron hand-cart into the center of the chamber, dumping its contents onto the council table with a deafening clatter. It was Lord Gideon, bound hand and foot in heavy star-iron chains, his face bruised and swollen, his armor stripped. Beside him, Kaelen tossed the three shark-skin ledgers and the forged Solarian transit passes. A collective gasp swept through the Conclave…
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