Chapter 83: The Alignment of ShadowsPOV: Varis KadeThe midday light came through the gap in the velvet curtains as a single thin line across my desk. I sat with Eryndor's letter in my hands and read it a second time. The seal, a serpent swallowing a crescent moon, had been broken cleanly. Julian stood by the hearth and waited.Eryndor wrote like a man who had been accumulating patience for centuries and had finally decided to spend it. The script was archaic, unhurried, the handwriting of someone who no longer felt the pressure of ordinary time."He is offering an alliance," Julian said."Alliance is the wrong word," I said, setting the letter flat on the desk. "An alliance requires trust. This is a confluence of interests. A temporary synchronization of objectives."The proposal was simple in the way that only very dangerous things manage to be simple. Eryndor had no interest in the silver throne. He did not want the eastern timber rights or the administrative headache of governin
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