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By midday, the Hall of Ties was full. Its vaulted roof had once been painted with scenes of alliance; time had scoured the colors into a faint memory of saints and oaths. Wooden benches ran in rows like the ribs of a stranded whale. Alden, the council scribe, presided at a narrow table, ink at the ready. He wore a scarf against the draft and a face like wet parchment—thin and expressive in a way that made people trust him. Beside him sat Mara and Halvar, formally invited as neutral parties, and Lysa, who had been waved in because Daern had asked her to stand with him—"so I can look at someone who knows how to listen," he'd joked.

Then, one misty morning, a messenger from Lornis arrived in New Iros bearing news that changed calm into a cold design. A convoy had been intercepted en route to Lornis and, among its cargo, an instrument was found—compact, brass, and with moving teeth like a clock. It had no clear purpose to those who tried to define it: mechanics that suggested measurement, reading, and transmission. Henteria Chronicles Ch. 3 - The Peacekeepers -U...

Henteria Chronicles — Chapter 3 The Peacekeepers By midday, the Hall of Ties was full

"Only a rumor?" the young woman asked. Her name was Lysa, though she introduced herself as if naming were a negotiation. "Peacekeepers are a faction now? I thought they were a myth fathers used to hush children into obedience." Alden, the council scribe, presided at a narrow

In the previous chapters, we saw the kingdoms of Eldoria and Voros on the brink of total annihilation. Chapter 3 introduces the , more commonly known as the Peacekeepers.