‘Valbeck has fallen to an uprising!’ The glug of Orso swallowing echoed audibly from the stark white walls. ‘Fallen?’ ‘Again?’ squealed Hoff. ‘No word from His Eminence,’ said Gorodets. ‘We fear he may be a captive of the Breakers.’ ‘Captive?’ muttered Orso. The room was feeling even more intolerably cramped than usual. ‘News of turmoil pours in from all across Midderland!’ blurted the high consul, warbling on the edge of panic. ‘We have lost contact with the authorities in Keln. Troubling news from Holsthorm. Robbings. Lynchings. Purges.’ ‘Purges?’ breathed Orso. It appeared he was doomed to
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