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CHAPTER 19: The Oath of Stone

Author: Timothy
last update publish date: 2026-07-08 15:32:47
The light from the crimson sword spilled across the underground hall, washing over the rows of kneeling statues until every carved face glowed with faint golden veins. Dust drifted lazily through the air, sparkling like embers in the strange light. No one moved.

​Even the guards lowered their weapons a fraction, their knuckles white against their hilts.

​The towering stone warrior remained on one knee, his head bowed as though he stood before a queen returning from war rather than a woman clutch
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