The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The hall smelled of yeast and old wool. It was a smell that clung to the tongue. Mara stood by the high table. The candles burned low. Wax dripped onto the wood. The wood was dark. It had been dark for a hundred years. The men sat in rows. They wore their best shirts. The shirts were white. They were stiff. They were clean. Mara looked at the floor. The floor was stone. It was cold. It was worn...

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