The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The bread was warm. It smelled of yeast and ash. It sat on the table in the center of the room. A single loaf. Round. Golden. It did not burn. It did not fade. It stayed. Mara looked at it. She did not touch it. "You must eat," said Thomas. He stood by the door. His face was pale. His hands shook. He wore the gray coat of the Order. The coat with the silver clasp. The clasp shaped like a key....

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