The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The first snow of the siege fell on the ramparts of Castle Vane, a fine, grey powder that tasted of ash and old iron. You are Kaelen, thirty-two years old, and you have spent twelve years sharpening your blade for Lord Vane, but the steel feels heavy in your hand today, weighed down by the copper tang of the air. You want to survive this winter. You want to walk out of these gates, cross the...

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