"I propose a vote," said Orion.
The master of ceremonies registered it.
"I propose that none of the recognitions described be transferred until an independent verification of five to ten years of tamer Patinder’s nature has been completed by a panel designated by this session." A pause, and then the next demand, even more unreasonable, delivered in the same measured tone. "And I propose that during that verification process, the tamer demonstrate to all of us each year his capacity to represent his own interests without the intermediation of those who have managed his education until now, before receiving anything!"
His eyes moved to Julius with something that wasn’t hostility... it was considerably more calculated than hostility.
"And if the young man is as capable as everyone claims, he can speak for himself, right? Let him do so!"
Almost everyone in the hall looked at Ren at the same time.
Ren’s head was still down.
He didn’t speak.
The silence that followed was the kind that would be extremely awkward and make the one in the center of attention stutter, the kind that fills a space in ways that arguments cannot fully clear afterward if not addressed in the same moment.
"This is absurd," said Arturo before the silence elongated anymore, with the voice of someone who had stopped containing what he was containing. "You are asking an exhausted tamer who has just cleared every protocol for these exact situations and demonstrations in the official exams and not less than at first place, who also just defended this city, to receive nothing and justify himself against accusations with no evidence while standing in a ceremony hall after a battle that left him debilitated to the point of barely being able to be here..."
"...He already passed every examination, the same examinations that all of you faced in your own youth, and with the highest marks!"
Several people in the hall nodded. The position wasn’t without support.
The problem was how much support the other position had.
The count, when the master of ceremonies formalized it, gave thirty percent for Orion’s proposal. Enough volume of dissent for a formal vote to be necessary...
But not enough for it to pass.
The girls exhaled.
Orion had lost the vote.
But Orion wasn’t finished.
"Fine... I understand that the proposal I just presented generates legitimate resistance," he said, and the shift in tone was subtle enough that the hall took a moment to register it.
"You are right." The concession was delivered with the ease of someone who had planned to make it. "I may have overstated things and been misunderstood, but my intention was never to harm anyone. My concern is genuine, and I believe I share that concern with many people in this room."
Another of those hateful dramatic pauses that, even if dramatic, Finch and Theodore would have found obnoxious.
"So let me propose something more reasonable."
Julius looked at him. The move had been there the whole time, waiting under the first proposal like a second layer.
"What if we agree that the recognitions be transferred to him gradually. Ten or twenty percent of the jurisdictional responsibility per year, with complete transparency toward all of us regarding the results."

"I offer myself for that role... at the end of the line, not the front. And I propose that portions of the guardianship be distributed among other great families as shared temporary jurisdiction, so that the results are visible to the full chamber and do not depend on the evaluation of any single party."
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