Chapter 6: The Price of Power
Lirien's mind raced. The Silent Tribunal. They were the unseen rulers of the world, delivering judgment from the shadows. But why would they send someone after Varian?
"Why?" Lirien asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The Silver Mask's eyes, hidden beneath his obsidian mask, glinted with a strange light. "Because, my dear, the Oath has been broken. And the consequences are far-reaching."
Varian stepped forward, his jaw clenched. "You speak of judgment, but who is it that judges? The Tribunal itself?"
The Silver Mask's lips curled into a smile. "No. There are others far older than the Tribunal, with powers that even they fear. And they will come for you, Lirien."