Published at 15th of April 2026 12:09 am

Chapter 129. The vote

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We arrived at the gathering early in the morning and took our seats. Apparently, according to the cat, the previous show of strength helped secure some of the more uncertain groups, and if nothing changed, we would win by seven points.

That wasnt a landslide victory, but with 300 votes to be distributed among hundreds of groups, it was a relatively sure win, with five the maximum number of votes any one party could hold.

After everyone was in place, the Pope asked if anyone would like to speak before voting. We all looked around, but no one got up to give another speech.

That made me frown.

I expected the nobles or the Church to make a last-ditch effort by either promising untold things or trying to threaten people into their side, but they stayed seated. They should be able to count the votes just as well as QShar. They had their own brokers, so why the lack of reaction? I would have assumed they'd given up, but Ive seen people let go of their goals, and it didnt look like this. No, they looked sure of themselvesa bit too much for my liking.

Somethings wrong, the cat whispered, gazing at their section.

I expected some desperate attempt at least. Your network got nothing?

Everything was silent throughout the night. Some lower-level people moving around, but thats all.

The cats frown deepened, his eyes glued to the noble section, which pretended we didnt exist. After a short opening speech, the Pope finally proposed the vote to begin. It was public, with him calling out people or groups by name. As the two propositions could not coexist, it was made official that the win of one of them would block the other.

But then something we didnt predict happened.

The first to be called was the Aquientie familya long-standing ally of ours, representing a part of the Third Chamber, with a history of curse magic on par with that of the Egyptian death priests.

Their representative got up and, not looking in our direction, gave their vote for the Churchs proposition. This caused a murmur to spread over the hall. They represented other smaller curse-using clans, totaling five votes.

Sooomethings fucked up, Myhur spoke from behind me.

We should still be up by two, QShar whispered.

Mhm.

The family of the girl I cursed didnt approach us, but got the messagein the end, instead of voting for us, they simply withheld their vote.

Strange strategy, but I predicted that, the cat said, only light disappointment in his voice.

Only around the end of the proceedings did the real hit come. Aside from the Aquientie clan, the rest went according to our predictionsand the remaining part should have been basically set in stone.

But that couldnt be further from the truth. It was the turn of the Dark Elves, who held two votes. Their man stood up and, in a weak voice, named the Churchs proposition. I saw surprise in many of the other demihuman clans, some clearly angry.

I could see panic in QShars eyes.

They are up by two, he said weakly.

I looked at the cat, noticing I had never seen him this scared, his eyes wide and breath quickened. I saw that the older woman holding him also looked worried as she began massaging his back. He looked like he was having a panic attack.

But that didnt change the fact that now we would be losing the vote. Many people looked around, throwing hateful gazes toward the two traitor groups. Some within those families also looked to their leaders with the same mixture of surprise and hatred, angry at being made traitors. They would probably lose much of their voting power as the groups come apart, but because it wasn't presented during the initial days, it wouldnt affect the current voting.

What now? Luna whispered from behind me, her voice slightly shaky.

We will have to adjust our plansand by a wide margin, William said, leaning in our direction. Some of them have to be completely redrawn or thrown out.

Cant we crack em skulls? Darius asked.

As much as I would like that, no, I said with deep sadness in my voice. But its not over yet.

It looks like it isthe remaining votes are churches and their close organizations, William said.

We we lost, QShar whispered. The rest will go to the Churchs proposal We lost.

Couldnt I challenge someone or give a speech? Ophelia said, unsure. The priest said new factions would look up to memaybe next time we can change that?

No! QShar snapped before we could say anything. We are not turning this one around. Dont you understand? He looked at us, eyes wide, breath quickened. There is no lifting the law after. The Church faction won.

Even I was surprised by the state he was in. I knew he had plans for this proposition, but this type of reaction was unusual. I had never seen him actually panicked.

Theeee cycle flows like a riverit is foolish to fight its tide. No use

We arent fighting a tide. It just covered us, and the water is pouring into our lungs! I dont know how were supposed to

The Brazilian frumentarii branch alongside the Church will withhold their vote, I heard a feline voice I recognized.

Looking to the Churchs side, I saw Eman, the broker from Brazil, nod at me lightly. A stir went over the gathering at the unexpected turn of events. The Brazilian Church was large enough to cast one vote on its own, and it had another through its sizable broker network.

W-What? the cat stammered, looking around.

There was another murmur in the hall.

The outcome is The Pope shouted, then hit his crosier hard onto the floor. Two hundred and forty-two total votes were gathered, with fifty withholding their votes and eight votes dismissed due to lack of representation and legal punishments. And the outcome is one hundred and twenty-one votes for the exorcists motion and one hundred and twenty-one for the Churchs motion. Its a tie.

Clementuss voice echoed through the room. This time around, everyone was surprised. All the factions looked at one another, confused, not sure what to do with that information. The High Judge actually had to go to a hefty tome, flip through it, then go to the Pope and whisper something in his ear.

As such! The vote is postponed till tomorrow. Each party has until midnight to reconsider its proposition and introduce any changes. If any changes are made, you will have one day to discuss the propositions once again, and then we will repeat the vote. If no change happens on the second vote, it will be on the Popes authority to choose the winning side.

And another hit with the crosier to the floor announced a sudden end to todays proceedings.

We returned to our rooms in awkward silence. I started to worry as I looked at QShar. His gaze was unfocused in the arms of the old cat lady. She looked like she was carrying a stiff cat toy rather than a living animal.

Leave us. Ill call you when we are done, I said to the rest of the group.

I saw that William was about to argue, but something in my eyes must have persuaded him otherwise, as he finally nodded and turned around, taking the rest with him. The cat lady also went, leaving QShar and me in the cats luxurious room.

Are you I started, but he cut me off.

Why didnt you tell me Brazil might withhold its vote? snapped the cat.

I didnt know. I left them with a clue about the miracle bringers and helped with their priest. Eman must have realized the enemy had infiltrated. But for him to make a move this big, they must have found something nasty within the Church.

Yes. But you could have said something. You could have warned me, oror, I dont know, but for fucks sake, give me a clue!

I only remembered about the whole thing when I saw Nathan. I didnt think they would actually vote aginst the church.

Yes! But The cat was almost screaming now.

I raised my hand to stop him.

What is it about?

Its about us almost losing, Sam. We got saved by a flukewe survived by the skin of our teeth. You dont give a fuck, clearly, but a lot was staked on thisalmost all our plans were on the exorcists. We needed that win, and we only have a fighting chance because of a fucking stroke of luck!

I do give a fuck.

You dont show it.

I have a trusted cat on the job.

Yeah, well, your trusted cat fucked it up, didnt he? So now you dont even have that.

I looked at him with a frown. For a second, I considered extending myself into his mind to see what was going on, but I stopped myself. It would leave a bad taste in my mouth, so that meant all that was left was conversation.

What is it really about?

We almost lostare you fuckin

I might be bad with emotions, but Ive known you long enough to know youre lying. You look like you almost died, rather than lost a political struggle. Even without exorcists, we would adjust and try to hold power one way or another. And if I know that, that means you do too, much better than me. He lowered his head slightly, as if caught in a lie. Sowhy the panic? What happened?

He looked at the ground. Everything from his tail to his whiskers slowly fell. His eyes were strangesad, but also embarrassed in a way. I let the silence hang in the air before his voice finally broke it.

I failed, Sam. I was given responsibility and power in your name, and I fucked it up. I didnt see a betrayal of two large powers within our own faction. You might not care that much, but this was our play. This was our way to grasp the new world. And we failed. If the vote doesnt change, the Pope will give it to the Church anyway.

Is that allyou didnt want to disappoint me? Do I look disappointed?

Its not about you. Its My father served your fatherhe was handpicked. He clawed his way from the literal streets and gained enough recognition to be handed your fathers net of power. Can you imagine the glory of that for an alley cat? For a stray to be recognized like that?

I imagine it would be a burden.

A burden my father carried with pride, and to the last days of his life, it never broke his back. He wouldnt let it. Even if his father was a pathetic coward, he rose above it. But I? When that vote fellwhen they looked at us and smiledI I wanted to run, to curl up under some fucking trash can like we did back then and just be far away from all this. It was a split second, but it was there... All my hatred for my grandfather, and deep inside Im like him

If you were like him, you would still be behind that trash can, I said slowly.

Right. Or Im not there just because my father put me in a decorated room. You never checked me. You never controlled my actions or even made sure I wasnt betraying you. Your father trusted my father, and he never failed him. And like him, you trusted me, and when it really mattered, when we were about to grasp the new world, I stumbled. Im sorry, Sam, he said, not looking into my eyes.

I stood there for a few seconds, taken aback.

Is that what you think? That my father picked yours due to his great talent? And that you got the job by association? The silence was all the answer I needed, to which I almost burst out laughing. When your father worked with mine, do you think there was any need for a good broker? My father had all the contacts he needed from the get-go. Over a thousand years of life will do that to you. Didnt it ever occur to you that the talent my father saw and wanted was actually you?

QShar flinched, surprised by my words.

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