Chapter Sixty-Six: The Penitent Pact

The inner sanctum of Aldwych Broch glowed with star-braided shadows and rootlight from ancient stones. The carved chamber, shaped like a triskelion, pulsed in quiet resonance—one arm of the spiral for each pillar of the Accord.

The air smelled of snow-melt, oaken incense, and the faint tang of drag...

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