Part 1: The LetterYear 801, Day 37. Two days after the Champions failed.A white flag over the 5 Kings’ camp. A rider came alone. No weapon. He carried a letter, sealed with 5 wax seals. Ash. Glass. Iron. Bone. Thorn. The Queen of Salt had not sealed it.The Law Duke read it out loud in the Hall of Laws. Dravan’s new law on the wall behind him.*“To Dravan Veyr, who calls himself Asking King, We, the Five, demand final audience. We have lost armies. Lost shadows. Lost the stone. We have one move left. We ask for parley. —The Five.”*Silence in the hall.The Trade Duke whispered, “They said *ask*.” They did. For the first time in 1000 years, the 5 Kings used the word ask.Dravan took the letter. Looked at it a long time. “Where?” he asked the rider. “The Old Table,” the rider said. “Where the 7 Kingdoms were made. Midday tomorrow. Bring who you want.”Elara, bandaged, standing next to Dravan, nodded. “We go.”---#### **Part 2: The Old Table**The Old Table was not a tab
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