Chapter 52: The Ancient Design
The Convergence Table hummed with energies that had been building for centuries, its crystalline surface displaying probability streams that converged like rivers flowing toward an inevitable ocean. Magister Aldric stood in the center of the ancient chamber, surrounded by scrying displays that showed the fruits of three hundred years of patient planning finally coming to harvest.
One week. One week since Lord Elaric's fleet had committed itself to crossing the Shattered Sea in pursuit of his lost love, carrying with it the military strength that had held the western kingdoms in submission. One week since their carefully cultivated assets had demonstrated the devastating effectiveness of coordinated uprising against overextended tyranny.
"The western operations exceeded all projections," reported Magister Vera, her voice carrying satisfaction that resonated through the stone chamber. "Complete collapse of Nox administrative control across four kingdoms. S
