The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain in the capital was not water, but a thin, persistent mist that smelled of wet stone and old iron, settling into the crevices of the skin where no amount of scrubbing could reach it. Elara Vance sat in the antechamber of the High Council, her back pressed against the cold marble wall, waiting for the man who had broken her to decide if she was worth the cost of her silence. She was a...

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