Sera's PovRiven had come in quietly while Liora and I were still looking at each other. He was standing near the back of the room, Dex beside him, both of them reading the air the way wolves did when they entered a space where something important had just been said."You need that name," I repeated. I kept my eyes on Liora. "Then give it to me."She did not hesitate. She had made her decision before she walked through Northesk's gate and she was not going to make us wait for it now."Elder Rennek Vael," she said.The room went quiet.I had heard the name Vael more times in the past few weeks than I had heard it in my entire life before Northesk. But this was different, a specific person attached to it now, not a family, not a faction, a single old man with a face and a title and forty years of quiet, careful work behind him."He is eighty three years old," Liora said. Her voice was steady, the voice of someone who had been rehearsing not the words but the steadiness required to say t
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