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Were wearing what looked like practicant robes. Were wearing what looked like practicant robes.
―They might pay more attention to Auroklos, Nikki said, but they'll also have a better sense of what's being coerced out of him. ―They might pay more attention to Auroklos, Nikki said, but they'll also have a better sense of what's being coerced out of him.
And again, Cal, if we need extra leverage...
―Do the letters you have implicate Auroklos in the violence at all?
―No, not directly.
But we can make the implication.
Calvin nodded, although he felt uneasy.
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It wasn't long until Auroklos arrived, wearing the full regalia of the Hierarch.
He came alone, as he usually did.
―President Calvin, thank you for indulging me at this hour.
I have a matter of grave concern I would discuss with you in private.
He indicated Nikki and Vaughan.
―Welcome, Hierarch.
These are trusted members of my office, I can assure you.
Auroklos looked overly hesitant, as though to put on a show of accommodating the request.
Calvin's forehead started to feel stretched, the beginnings of a headache spreading down to his temples.
―Well, Calvin, if you insist, my hands are tied.
I bring you bleak news, a rather unhappy development from the sorry events earlier today.
―Hierarch, if you mean the riots caused by the Flocks, stoked by Hierarchy Practicants, there are many unhappy developments.
I think it would be best if the Hierarchy could punish those within the Order who are responsible, and denonuce the vile garbage spewed to the farm animals they wronged.
Auroklos looked annoyed, and waved the statement away.
―That is unimportant.
Calvin―
―It's President Calvin.
Or Your Excellency.
Hierarch Auroklos, I have respected your office, and while you stand here, you should respect mine.
Some glimmer of life and resistance came into the Hierarch's eyes.
―Respect my office by threatening to attack the Order, to replace me in my role?
―I am making no threats, Hierarch.
Merely asking for courtesy.
―A veiled dagger is no less sharp for being hidden, your Excellency.
Fine, I have no desire to support the attacks on the poor wretches trying to force the way into our city.
In the end, we lost people as well, for nothing.
If you identify those Practicants responsible, the Hierarchy will not stop you from pursuing justice against them.
Another issue, one far more pressing, brings me here, however.
You are familiar with the epidemic spreading through Northhaven, correct?
Calvin nodded, intrigued.
―Well, I think it is not unreasonable to say that it has had an unusually large effect on the Flocks in Northhaven.
Those kept awake for days on end, or kept from working, or simply driven mad by the effects of it.
They're the ones who are pushing the Flocks to violence.
But, a message from Yakaterina has brought me even greater turmoil, your Excellency.
You see, the source of the problem is not a simple parasite or worm, or indeed any other mundane medical malady.
Instead, something more insidious is at play.
I believe it to be the work of a Voiced being.
One who has managed to attack the city.
More than that, I believe it to be related to the New Meadowlark.
―You think the New Meadowlark, the group that showed up to fight your supporters, is secretly responsible for an epidemic?
Isn't that a bit too convenient, Hierarch?
―Indeed, President Calvin, I would.
I will merely add this.
My predecessor Yakaterina bids me to pass on a message directly to you, in reply to your inquiries.
Calvin saw the look that Nikki flashed him.
One of slight disgust and surprise, welded together with disappointment.