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Lucan gulped as two guards led him into the Governance Floor. It was a massive room with oak walls and hundreds of wooden chairs arranged around the room in an egg shape. The room looked like an auditorium, with several levels, and a stained-glass rotunda of a Crafter dragon shone above, letting down rays of afternoon light in rays of maroon, blue, white, and green.
The rays shone on a single table and chair in the center of the floor. On the table sat a microphone.
The guards guided him across the carpeted floor and into the chair.
A large hearing bench lay ahead. An elven woman in a black pantsuit waited for him with her hands clasped together. She wore a golden necklace that looked like a spider web, and she had silver hair and a stern air.
Lucan recognized her. Clarice Oceanfiel
