The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The hall smelled of roasted boar and stale mead, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the velvet drapes and the heavy oak beams. It was the Feast of the Long Night, the one occasion when the rigid hierarchies of the manor relaxed, allowing the scholars to sit at the long table beside the knights and the merchants. But for Julian Vane, the junior archivist, the relaxation felt like a tightening...

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