The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The letter lay on the oak table, its ink still wet, smelling faintly of iron and rain. It was a simple notice, the kind the village elders sent when a debt had come due, listing the goods and services owed to the collective: three bushels of oats, two hours of labor at the mill, and the final, unlisted item that made the hands of the reader tremble. Elian, twelve years old and already too thin...

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