The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The bell above the infirmary door did not ring; it groaned, a low, metallic moan that vibrated through the stone floor and into the soles of your boots. You stood at the threshold, your hands clasped behind your back, the leather of your gloves stiff with age. The air inside was thick, not with the scent of herbs or decay, which was common in the old wards, but with the sterile, sharp tang of...

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