Chapter Eleven: §5

January 30 – 1027 YD
Delus Palace, Miggest

A subtle knock came to Vilsonius’ chamber door. Setting aside the worn scrolls at his desk, he walked heavily to the door.
__‘Your Majesty.’
__‘Have I not woken you?’ Lady Galluel saw his desk-lamp was lit. ‘It is very late.’
__‘Yes,’ he agreed.
__Silence.

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