340 - Truth and kaf

I staggered downstairs from the absolutely beautiful conservancy room with a stack of barely legible papers, a half ten of folders and two thick books of Chronicles.  And a chest... my chest...the one bounded by my own ribs, full of confusion.

Atzana knew... she'd figured it out and she finally had mercy upon me and told me where I'd slipped.  It had been the Marble Palace itself that had