The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The iron pommel of Sir Godfrey’s mace was still warm from the struggle, vibrating with a residual tremor that matched the frantic, jagged pulse in Eleanor’s throat. She stood amidst the shattered remnants of the great hall’s dining table, the splintered oak of the table legs jutting out like broken bones from the stone floor, while the air hung thick with the coppery scent of blood and the...

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