The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The parchment was already wet before Elara touched it, the ink spreading in black veins that pulsed against the grain like a living thing. She had spent three weeks hunched over the drafting table, the smell of stale candle wax and damp wool thick in her lungs, trying to force the Treaty of Silence into words that the Iron King would accept, but the text resisted her pen, the letters...

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