Chapter 106: The Hall of Seven Chairs"Please, come in," Marrow said. "You look tired. Shall I ring for a chair?"Nobody laughed. The doors slammed shut behind us with a boom that rattled my teeth, and then we were alone in the Hall of Seven Chairs.It was the biggest room I had ever seen. The floor was black glass, polished like a lake at night. The ceiling was lost in shadow. Along the walls stood a thousand soldiers in black armor, still as statues, with red eyes burning in their helmets. And at the far end, on a high stage, sat seven chairs of carved glass, each one taller than a man.Six were full. Five old, grey Elders sat stiffly in their seats, with glass pins on their collars and fear in their faces. I knew one of them. Dunmore, the bony man with the white beard, who had called Mom used. He would not look at her now.Marrow sat in the middle, relaxed, one leg crossed over the other. And on the far right stood a seventh chair, tall and empty and dark."Ah, Selene," Marrow said
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