The excitement surrounding the Law Interweaver did not fade the next day.
It grew.
Lucien remained flooded with reports.
He had barely finished reviewing the newest submissions when the Silent Monastery returned.
The Abbess arrived with several monks carrying sealed cases.
The Grandmaster came soon afterward.
Before long, the same important figures gathered once more inside Lootwell's secure meeting chamber.
This time, there were fewer projections and fewer mountains of public records.
Only the sealed cases rested on the central table.
The Abbess placed her hand over the first one.
"These are not teachings left directly by the Silent Guardians," she said. "They are impressions preserved by those who fought beside them, along with conclusions gathered by generations of the monastery."
The seals opened.
Ancient memory tablets rose from the cases.
