Betrothal Sentence Novels & Stories

He grinned like the cat that caught the canary. “I- I…thought you just wanted to talk to me about something important?” I stutter embarrassed by how easily I was found out for my ogling of his very impressive equipment. “I am, after all you are my betrothed as I said before.” He said turning to face me.

I was letting Shani answer the question, knowing that I would correct it if she said the word boyfriend again. "He's...it's complicated, my family...we're..." she was struggling with her words and look at me a couple of times. "Hey...it's okay, in your own time my beauty..." I pulled her in closer and kissed her temple. "We are betrothed to each other, it's a family thing. It had been set before her time, so...if you don't mind, I'm going put these bags inside so you can carry on working. Thank you for coming and helping her out." I said to the half-naked man and ushered her inside her house.

The echoes of his voice rippled across the hall, and his gaze lingered on Lylah and her parents before they moved on to Cormac and his parents, then he continued. "This betrothal signals a very strong and powerful union, one that both parties enter into most happily and willingly." Lylah's lips curled into a dry smile. Most happily and willingly indeed. Councillor Gallen continued, "From now until their wedding, we shall respect these two, and afford them the opportunity to learn more about each other, in preparation of their life together."

Definitely the latter. "On a second thought, you didn't tell me your name. I'm sorry I didn't ask, was so preoccupied. So, what's your name?" I asked staring at the ceiling. It hurt to move my head so I just stared straight ahead. "I'm Bri. And... I'm your betrothed." she said enunciating each word. "Betrothed? Does that mean what I think it means? I asked curiosity eating me up. " Yes, it does. Yes Dean. I'm your future wife."

Kane froze, "what are you saying?" "I want to know your stand about us. Are we getting married or are we not getting married? Whichever it is, I will like you to let me know. I can't have people believing that we are engaged to be married and at the end you won't marry me. You are Kane Boron, girls flocks around you and I'm pretty sure a lot of them wants us not to marry so finding someone else won't be hard for you. This betrothal of us has been on for twenty three years now, my age, where is it going?"

"What? Why are you apologizing?" "Because I can't," I say, the words tumbling out in a rush. "I can't be with you. Not like this. I have to break my betrothal first. I am not an unfaithful person. Gosh…I shouldn't have done this. Pardon me. I have to be free before I can—before I can be with anyone else." His face goes still. "Betrothal?" I nod miserably. "Yes. To Ronan. The bad pack heir. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I don't like him, I swear. It was arranged by our fathers. I'm supposed to marry him in two moons."

Betrothals didn’t lie. He listened, jaw ticking, then spoke carefully. “The betrothal is nothing. It just a desicion from my father’s calculations and I don't even know if Carlo is lying because as you may know, My father is DEAD." He said the last word like it carried so much weight.

I’m not imagining it. “Yes, future mate. We have history and a mutual care for one another. She decided to accept me… I am the best match in the pack, and I will be waiting for her until she forgives me. So if you don’t mind… I need to talk to my betrothed and sort some stuff out.” Grow old alone then, weirdo. Betrothed? What? He really has had some kind of mental break.

My Beta was left he walked onto the porch and his eyes shot to Alec’s and then his hand. “My Luna,....” I waved my hand “Naomi please in all non formal settings.” Luke nodded and continued. “Naomi then, I am not just your Beta.” His shoulders tensed it was slight but I felt it. “I am your betrothed from birth. Our families set it when we were born. My whole life has been to find my lost mate, I do not believe she would have picked him if you were home with us.” With that he lifted my hand to his lips kissing once the top and then flipping my hand he kissed my wrist. He looked at me with bright gold eyes as he did so.

My eyes blurred with hot tears as I forced myself to read the binding legal text out loud to the entire shocked congregation: "Let it be known across the territories that a marriage betrothal is hereby sealed between Crown Prince Ethan Voss of the Kingdom of Crystalvale, and Princess Isolde Blackwood of the Kingdom of Drakonvale. This betrothal is to foster eternal peace and trade between both kingdoms, and to prevent future wars. Signed and stamped by the authority of both ruling Kings." The final words cracked in my throat, dropping like an absolute nuclear bomb into the silence of the sanctuary. I looked back at Ethan, he stood like a statue.