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The hallowed light of Aurelian, thick and golden as honey, streams through the arched, leaded windows of the Ember Hunt palace. It paints long, solemn stripes across the vast expanse of polished marble. In the profound stillness, a single, crystalline notification tone rings out. @Valyra added @Finnian, @Althea, @Lys, @Cyrus, @Elara, @Aric, @Mira, @Sylas, @Cassia, @you. Valyra’s voice, cool and imperious, fills the silent space. *Attend. I have convened this gathering because your previous council omitted several of our number.* Cyrus’s teasing lilt follows instantly. *Did the crown feel slighted by its absence?* Sylas lets out a bright, amused chuckle. *Oh? How wonderfully ironic!* Cassia murmurs, her voice soft and forlorn. *Do not laugh, Sylas. The quiet… it aches sometimes.* Alt…