The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The seal was red. It sat on the parchment like a wound. Maren held it. Her fingers trembled. Not from cold. From the weight of the words. "Read it," said Silas. He did not look at her. He looked at the floor. The wood was worn. Smooth as bone. "Which part?" Maren asked. "All of it. Every line. Every mark." Maren lowered her eyes. The ink was black. The paper was rough. It smelled of dust and...

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