Chapter 25 THE BLOOD-OATH COUNCIL

They summoned them at dusk.

Not to the great hall, not to the war room.

To the old council chamber — the one beneath the tower, where the stone still held the faint black veins of an old fire.

Aria paused at the threshold.

She knew this room.

Not with her mind.

With her bones.

Her skin prickl...

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