The Faded Shield
The frost bit into the stone of Oakhaven Keep, a cold that settled in the marrow and refused to leave. I am Elias, thirty-two years old, a squire whose hands were meant for the sword but are now ruined for anything but holding. I want to keep Elara alive. She is fourteen, my sister, and the fever has been burning in her chest for three days. The only thing that could save her was the Faded...
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