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Lysa, holding a cup that had been too hot and burned nothing at all, felt a soft, persistent voice inside her head—an urge to keep following the thread. "We need to find the buyer," she said. "If we can find who paid for the crate, we might find the motive."

"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."

The Coalition did indeed have reach, and it used it. Warrants were served, warehouses searched, and men were taken in for questioning. The Peacekeepers insisted on transparent procedures; the Assembly leaned into shadowed channels. Each search scraped at the surface of the conspiracy and found nothing but wet stone. The deeper the Coalition dug, the more carefully the contrivers withdrew. Henteria Chronicles Ch. 3 - The Peacekeepers -U...

Lysa found the chest where Daern had said it would be, lodged against a beam and half covered in barnacles. The metalwork, once cleaned, gleamed faintly—an eye caught in the embrace of wings, the pattern older than any merchant stripe. When the chest was pried free and hoisted up, small things fell free: a rusted knife, a scrap of cloth embroidered with a map, a folded letter whose edges had saved ink from the brine. The letter's script was faded but legible. It contained a single line that made the Blood in Lysa's veins hiss cold: "Do not trust the Coalition with the message. It was meant for the Assembly."

Lysa nodded. "Maybe next time, we'll be a little louder." Lysa, holding a cup that had been too

"One day," Mara said behind her, "someone will make another move. They always do. But maybe next time, fewer people will be fooled."

"So reveal your overlap," Ser Danek said. He was careful now, a man aware of the pressure of being watched by two histories. "We cannot hand evidence to an institution without forms and warrants. The Coalition has protocol." Her name was Lysa, though she introduced herself

Henteria Chronicles — Chapter 3 The Peacekeepers

Halvar added, softer, "You'll want Alden. He keeps the official records."

"Manifest 42-K," Lysa repeated. "Teynora is Daern's transport. I know him. He never runs contraband. He runs late and smokes too much, but—"