Oathbound

He made an oath once, upon faith and blood. He had sworn to be the guardian of the realm, to protect their people in time of peace and time of war. He was betrothed to the land of his birth that day, the silk wrapped blade of the Crown Prince placed in his untried hands.

Years gone by in a land where such finery meant little more than scrap to be sold for food, he would remember the cold metal of his oath even when he did not want to.

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