The Golden Oath
Could a man buy back his years with a mouthful of gold? Opal Fenwick asked the question to the mud, to the rain, to the three hundred men of the King’s Guard who stood shoulder to shoulder in the trench at the foot of the wall. It was 1342, and the air in Acre tasted of rust and fear. In his left hand, he held a glass vial no larger than his thumb. The liquid inside was a deep, viscous amber,...
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