The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The golden mist does not smell of gold, but of wet copper and old blood, a scent that has seeped into the very stones of the Citadel until your nose cannot distinguish the air from the decay of the kingdom itself. You are Elias, thirty-two, a Captain of the Royal Guard, and for twenty years you have served the Crown with a patience that feels less like virtue and more like a slow suffocation,...

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