The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The air in the Hall of Tides tasted of salt and copper, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat before he could even blink. He stood on the obsidian floor, his boots sinking slightly into the polished stone, the weight of his ledger heavy against his hip. It was not a book of accounts, not anymore, but a grimoire of debts, its pages bound in skin that felt uncomfortably...

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