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"House 27 was a House of the old Assembly," Maela said slowly. "A minority, but a persistent hand in shipping security. They were dissolved decades back after the fracturing. If a message bears their mark now, it suggests an old office doing old business—or someone imitating them."

By dusk, a fragile, written agreement lay on the table. The Coalition would authorize a joint dive team, overseen by the Harbormaster and witnessed by representatives of all parties. The chest, if recovered, would be sealed and kept in the custody of the Hall of Ties until the Coalition rendered judgment. The Peacekeepers would retain authority to subpoena evidence and testimony. It was a compromise made of thin metal and string—but in New Iros, thin metal and string had been the currency of survival for generations. Henteria Chronicles Ch. 3 - The Peacekeepers -U...

"Nobody does." Lysa's eyes were distant. The sea had a way of making consequences feel like the next tide—inevitable and indifferent. "But players find you whether you want them to or not." "House 27 was a House of the old

New Iros celebrated cautiously. Markets reopened with a polite, brittle cheer. The harbor resumed its rhythm, though with new eyes and a new ledger of watchers. The Fishermen's Collective regained some of its trust through concessions and reparations. Daern's name was cleared of wrongdoing, though his hands remembered how close accusation had come. If a message bears their mark now, it

Lysa nodded. "Maybe next time, we'll be a little louder."

"I think I'd like to keep following threads for a while," Lysa said. "Maybe I won't fix everything. Maybe I won't stop every plan. But I can slow them. And if that matters, then I'll keep going."

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"House 27 was a House of the old Assembly," Maela said slowly. "A minority, but a persistent hand in shipping security. They were dissolved decades back after the fracturing. If a message bears their mark now, it suggests an old office doing old business—or someone imitating them."

By dusk, a fragile, written agreement lay on the table. The Coalition would authorize a joint dive team, overseen by the Harbormaster and witnessed by representatives of all parties. The chest, if recovered, would be sealed and kept in the custody of the Hall of Ties until the Coalition rendered judgment. The Peacekeepers would retain authority to subpoena evidence and testimony. It was a compromise made of thin metal and string—but in New Iros, thin metal and string had been the currency of survival for generations.

"Nobody does." Lysa's eyes were distant. The sea had a way of making consequences feel like the next tide—inevitable and indifferent. "But players find you whether you want them to or not."

New Iros celebrated cautiously. Markets reopened with a polite, brittle cheer. The harbor resumed its rhythm, though with new eyes and a new ledger of watchers. The Fishermen's Collective regained some of its trust through concessions and reparations. Daern's name was cleared of wrongdoing, though his hands remembered how close accusation had come.

Lysa nodded. "Maybe next time, we'll be a little louder."

"I think I'd like to keep following threads for a while," Lysa said. "Maybe I won't fix everything. Maybe I won't stop every plan. But I can slow them. And if that matters, then I'll keep going."