The Golden Oath
The ledger entry, ink still wet and bleeding into the cheap fiber of the page, read: Item 4, Golden Oath, status: Contained, cost: Unpaid. I stared at the smudge, the way the black pigment had eaten through the paper, a small dark wound in the accounting of our house. My husband, Kael, lay in the next room, his breathing a shallow, rattling thing that seemed to come from the floorboards rather...
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