The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The chalice sat on the bench, a hollow eye staring back at me, waiting for the final polish that my trembling hands could no longer provide. I was Elias, a master goldsmith in the city of Aethelgard, and I was failing. The spring equinox was three days away, and the Duke’s tax collectors had already seized my finest hammers, leaving only the rusted ones that scraped against the metal with a...

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