The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The steel ring of the obstetric forceps lay cold in your palm, the metal biting into the calluses of your thumb as you stared at the door. Beyond the wood, the Mayor’s wife screamed, a sound that tore through the fog-bound silence of Oakhaven like a rip in silk. You were Elara, thirty-two, a midwife who had bled for this town, who had delivered its children and cleaned its wounds, and now you...

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