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Chapter Seventy Nine – The Weight of Names

The court demanded truth.

The Grey Matron stood at the highest step of the dais, her voice as sharp as frost on steel.

“There will be no ordeal of symbols. No trial of mirrors or masks. This is Modara, not a child’s tale.”

“You both stand before the Tribunal with a claim. One must kneel. One must...