Silver Oath
“You carry fire that was never meant for mortal blood. You are a danger to every soul who draws breath. Even she cannot shield you from what you are.”
Elira’s voice cut like steel. “He is under my protection. Bound by my Oath.”
The elf’s lip curled. “Your Oath is a chain. It blinded you, and it will destroy you.”
For a heartbeat, the forest seemed to hold its breath. Kaelen felt the fire stir inside him again, eager to leap free, to burn these strangers who dared to threaten him. But he clenched his fists, forcing it down.
Then another voice spoke, softer, from behind the line of hunters.