The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The seal is warm, still holding the heat of the forge, and it smells of iron and ash, a scent that clings to the wool of my sleeve long after I have set it down on the cold stone of the table. “Do you understand what you are doing?” Elara asked, her voice low, barely rising above the clatter of the hammer against the anvil in the background, a rhythmic pounding that seemed to mark the time of...

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