The Golden Oath
The hall smelled of roasted pork and cheap perfume. It was a smell that stuck to the back of the throat. Elara stood by the pillar. She watched the men. They were large men. They wore dark suits. The fabric was heavy. It clung to their shoulders. They laughed. The sound was sharp. It cut through the hum of the crowd. She held a card in her hand. It was thick stock. Cream-colored. On it was a...
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