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    The west-edge table had survived its first full morning without asking Mara’s opinion.

    This was inconsiderate of it, though not actionable.

    Two mill workers occupied it beneath the repaired roof line, passing a pot of red mint between them while rain traveled over the new flashing instead of through it. One had set a wet satchel against the table leg. The table remained level. No drip found the sugar bowl.

    Mara registered these facts from the doorway and continued to the worktable without conducting an inspection.

    Tamsin looked up from the service tally. “Four pots, no leaks, and the table has shown no political ambitions.”

    “Early days.”

    “Your tea is under the lid.”

    Mara accepted the cup without checking its color. Tamsin’s eyebrows rose by an amount that would not have been admissible as evidence but was nevertheless smug.

    Ivo followed Mara inside, his route ribbons dark with rain. He lowered himself into the chair beside the worktable and set their certificate case between them.

    “Lio washed everything he was assigned,” Tamsin said. “Fen took the flour jars to the mill and returned with the correct number of jars.”

    “The same jars?” Mara asked.

    “Fen declined to certify individuality.”

    From the west table came a burst of laughter. The repaired leg did not shift beneath it.

    Mara drank her tea. It was exactly right.

    Yesterday, she and Ivo had left the archive with Hest’s certified packet resealed and untouched. It remained on the high shelf in Mara’s office, where it would continue remaining. Today they carried only their authorized certificate copy and the archive acknowledgment granting the combined consultation.

    Tamsin turned the tally so Mara could see it. Four-pot service had held through the morning. Lio’s carrying and washing marks were complete. Fen’s mill errand had been crossed through in Tamsin’s blunt hand.

    “I have the afternoon,” Tamsin said. “You are not required to prepare for my competence by doing everything first.”

    “I prepared nothing.”

    “You moved the oat-flower tin six inches nearer the counter.”

    “It was badly placed.”

    “It has occupied that shelf for nine years.”

    “A long-running error remains an error.”

    Ivo opened the certificate case to conceal a smile.

    Tamsin pointed toward the door. “Go and correct something that belongs to the Office.”

    Mara left without adding herself to the service list.

    The street-level receiving room at Lower Lantern had windows, two ordinary chairs, one chair with adjustable arms, and a table low enough that Ivo did not have to twist around his brace. Hest had arranged the records before they arrived: one narrow ledger cradle, one masked register volume, two key leaves beneath transparent guards, and a blank acknowledgment form held under a brass weight.

    Nothing from the sealed packet had been reopened.

    Hest stated that first. Mara checked it against the custody line on their consultation sheet, then signed beneath it. Ivo signed after her.

    “The desk-swap correction first,” Hest said. “You may inspect the requested line, its time fields, amendment reference, entering authority category, witness field, and the applicable code key. Adjacent personnel entries are masked.”

    She removed the cover sheet.

    The original correction ran across a ruled strip near the bottom of the page. The ink had browned unevenly, but the relevant fields were clear.

    Effective: two minutes before fourth bell.

    Entered: seven minutes after fifth bell.

    Amendment reference: DS-41.

    Entering authority: Relief Records Desk.

    Witness: C/W-7.

    Mara read the witness field twice, once as ink and once against Ivo’s transcription.

    “C slash W hyphen seven,” he said.

    “Agreed.”

    Hest rotated the guarded key leaf toward them. Its heading matched the ledger series and covered the date of the correction. The categories were procedural rather than personal: receipt witnesses, continuity witnesses, source comparisons, late-copy confirmations.

    Beside C/W-7, the key read:

    Continuity witness—correction compared with prior duty source.

    Ivo leaned closer. “Does the prior duty source have a linked reference?”

    “Not in the witness field,” Hest said. “DS-41 is the amendment reference. The code certifies the category of witnessing applied to the correction. It does not name the source, the witness, or the person who entered the line.”

    “Does it certify approval?” Mara asked.

    “No.”

    “Authority to make the assignment?”

    “No. Only that the correction was compared with a prior duty source under the continuity-witness procedure.”

    Ivo touched the end of his pencil to his notes. “Then it gives us a route to the source comparison record.”

    “If one was retained under DS-41,” Hest said.

    Mara looked at him.

    He drew a line through the sentence he had begun and replaced it with: Request whether DS-41 retains a linked source comparison record.

    “Conditional existence,” he said.

    “Grudgingly handsome,” Mara replied.

    Hest’s mouth moved at one corner before she returned to the acknowledgment form.

    She wrote slowly enough for both of them to follow:

    The witness field on the original desk-swap correction line for Sera Dain’s temporary relief assignment reads C/W-7. Under the witness-code key applicable to this ledger series and date, C/W-7 denotes “continuity witness—correction compared with prior duty source.” This category does not identify the witness, the entering clerk, or an authorizing person or desk, and does not itself certify who ordered the assignment. The correction was entered seven minutes after fifth bell for an assignment effective two minutes before fourth bell, under amendment reference DS-41.

    Mara read the wording from the beginning.

    “‘Authorizing person or desk’ is useful,” Ivo said. “Keep it.”

    “Add that the code does not establish why the entry was late,” Mara said.

    Hest added the sentence without objection.

    They each compared the final version with the original field and key. Hest signed as producing records officer. Mara and Ivo signed beneath a statement that they had witnessed the transcription from the produced materials.

    C/W-7 was no longer a possibility hidden behind a future production. It was ink in the original field, ink in the applicable key, and ink again in an acknowledgment three people had checked before signing.

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