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Selene chose the council chamber deliberately.Not the inner sanctum where only elders convened, but the larger hall where decisions were witnessed, remembered, and—most importantly—misremembered when fear was allowed to rewrite them. She wanted this moment to linger in collective memory, unalterable by whispers afterward.The chamber filled slowly that morning. Elders took their seats in measured silence, some nodding to Selene, others avoiding her gaze. The air held that particular tension born of anticipation without understanding—everyone sensed that something was coming, but no one knew from which direction.Ariane arrived last.She wore calm like armor, her expression serene, posture open, hands folded neatly before her. She inclined her head toward Selene in a gesture that, weeks ago, might have read as solidarity. Now it read as performance.Kael stood at Selene’s right, unmoving, watchful. He had learned in recent days when to speak and when to let silence do the work. This w