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Chapter 16: What the Ground Asked

Autor: Nova Thorne
last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-23 23:17:34

I put him to work immediately.

Not as punishment. Not as test. Because that was what the founding ground did — it put you to work the moment you arrived, gave you something to do with your hands while the rest of you caught up to where you were, and the work told the truth about you faster than any conversation could.

I sent him to help Cort with the council hall's final interior work.

He looked at me when I said it. One beat of surprise — he had expected, I think, to be brought somewhere forma
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