The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The dream was always the same: a field of white mist, and in the center of it, his brother Cillian standing with his back turned, the sound of a blade striking bone echoing like a bell. Sir Eamon woke with a gasp, the sweat cooling rapidly on his skin in the drafty stone chamber. He reached up to touch the band of gold fused to his forehead, and the metal seared his flesh, a hot, living pain...

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