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Chapter 22 – The Summit

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The territorial summit was held at the Council's neutral hall, a stone building on the boundary line that smelled like old wood and deliberation and the specific kind of tension that came from men who had been circling each other for years finally being put in the same room.

Claire wore dark green. She had not thought about the color when she chose the dress that morning, and then she had looked at herself in the mirror and recognized North Ridge's colors on her body and left it on without chan
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