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Chapter Forty-Five: She Holds Court

Author: Jace Thorne
last update publish date: 2026-05-12 08:20:32

Aldara's second objection was more carefully constructed than the first.

She raised it through the formal channel requesting recognition from the presiding reviewing body member before she spoke, which was itself a signal that she'd recalibrated. The first objection had been reactive. This one was prepared.

"The anchor law's fourth section," she said, "which the submitted partial copy claims to document has no verified registration in the High Court's primary archive. The only reference to a fo
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