The Golden Oath
The seal on the parchment cracked under Elias’s thumb, the wax crumbling like dry earth in the dim light of the cell. He held the document out, his hand steady despite the tremor in his shoulder, and watched Kael’s eyes narrow as they fixed on the royal insignia. The air in the dungeon was thick, damp with the smell of wet stone and old blood, a cold that seemed to seep into the bones rather...
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