"But when the crown principalities on high are cloaked in treachery, their subjects will be coerced to pollute their colours and be tainted. Unshakeable righteousness hath no part with wickedness, but those blurring the demarcations: they fall victim and lose the hues of their core."
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The Official Chambers of the Magisterial Regent,
The Imperial Castle,
Kingdom of Tristendyre,
The first Phrinight of the Second month,
XXI Year of Regency
Regent Jehoram waited restlessly as he paced the portion of his bureau, by the side of the long arched window whose lattice was removed.
His hands were caressing the long arrow whose head was a four-faced hook and a long rope of Ryfletch reeds at its tail.
His men stationed at various parts of the city around the Castle had brought him news that a foreign bird had made flight towards the Chief Physician's wing.
