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Chapter 170 - Terms and Conditions

Autor: Pixie Snow
last update Data de publicação: 2026-02-09 21:12:42

They didn’t waste time pretending anymore.

Once I was seated - contained, really, boxed in by and too many guards for it to be coincidence - the Council rose as one. Their robes caught the early light, silver thread glinting like blades. The crowd quieted instinctively. Even the wolves seemed to still.

This was the part they enjoyed.

Bereth stood first, staff striking stone once. The sound echoed through the arena, final and absolute.

“By ancient law,” he intoned, “and under Article Nine of the
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