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CHAPTER 49: What The Elders Want Now

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The Elder Council met at nine in the old chamber where moonlight was measured, not the war council chamber where I had not been invited but attended anyway and nobody asked me to leave because specific confidence required to tell moon-born Healer to leave a meeting about an incoming attack.

Seven elders. Oriane at center, chairing because Jasper trusted her to chair without making it politics. I sat to her left because I was Luna, because I had dismantled Omega punishment at midnight with twin
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