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Chapter 222: Who Can Be Trusted

Author: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-09-02 18:37:31

We met in the archive room.

Not the council chamber. Not the war council room. The archive, which was not on any official meeting schedule and whose use for sensitive discussion had not been documented in any formal record, because the archive's contents were catalogued but its conversations were not. It was the most private room in the estate for the specific reason that nothing that happened in it was required to generate paper.

I had thought about the room choice for an hour before making it
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