TEST

In a spot in the kingdom of eloquence, where thick fog enveloped everything and mysterious shadows appeared as if knights of ancient times were passing by, Abadol’s eldest grandson stood with his heart pounding between his ribs and tears still clinging to his eyelashes. The voice of the venerable sheikh pierced his ears as he said in a voice full of sadness: “Extend your hand, Anas. It is necessary to swear, for the matter is very serious.” Danger! Please repeat the “Warrior’s Oath” after me. “Anas” nodded and blinked silently, his heart pounding, and he prepared to repeat that oath that his grandfather had repeated before, to be a covenant he would abide by forever. He wet his lips and repeated after him: “I swear by the Lord of lords that I will not reveal the secret of the City of Lords.”