Kingdom Of Heaven Knights Oath Novels & Stories

There were two types of oaths that were all serious enough that they could end another person’s life: the knight’s oath and the lover's oath. The knight’s oath was for a knight to his chosen master or an owner. Whoever a person chose to dedicate his sword to would remain for a lifetime even when his master already has children. In this oath, only the knight has to speak about his devotion while the master would only speak to accept it. If the knight who swore the oath failed his duty to protect his master, he would die. Aside from that, a knight can only have one master while the master can accept as many he wants.

I said, feeling guilty for assuming the worst of him. “It is not your fault, mi amor; I gave you no other reason why you should think differently of me.” “But if you all broke the blood oath to each other, how can you not break it with the king?” I asked. Dom was the one to answer my question. “The blood oath was broken when Kai turned. Technically he is dead; he has no heartbeat, so upon his change, the oath broke between us, and more things changed.” All four of the guys had solemn looks on their faces.

They are now both facing each other while under the ray of light coming from the window. Then Lark resolutely made up his mind and he kneeled on one knee while looking up facing Earth. His action of kneeling surprised Earth but he didn’t stop him. “Let me formally introduce myself to you, I am Lark knightly, from the clan Effulgence, a believer of the bringer, the destined Guardian of the Coin of Destiny. I humbly request a pact of loyalty, and I swear to protect and follow your lead even if it cost my own life” Lark said while looking him in the eyes as he request pledge loyalty.

Are they ready?” he asked one of the servants behind him. “Yes sire, I taught them everything. They are ready to recite the oath.” “... very well.” he lifted up his arm with the sleeve and suspended it in mid-air, waiting. The servant threw a wave to the crowd and they all started chanting in unison. “WE PLEDGE OUR ALLEGIANCE TO THE ALMIGHTY KING. WE REWARD OUR SOUL TO BE UNDER HIS WING. WE GRANT HIM POWER TO GUIDE US. OH HAIL THE GREAT KING...LADZGERY TYNDALE!!!”

Thorn said, analyzing the situation, “Leave one side door open—the one in the kitchen. Just say the healer might need to leave to fetch some herbs. Take a man with you, hide yourselves well. I’ll join you soon.” Hugo nodded and quickly strode off. At the great hall of the prince castle, twelve dark knights, fully armored with kite shields and knightly swords, stood with pride and devotion for their prince. No one knew the true identities of the twelve onyx knights. Their order of chivalry was an odd mixture, made up of knights from all ranks. The existence of the order was a violation of the traditional rules themselves, and each member was personally chosen by Thorn. It was rumored that the

Suddenly, a surge of memories overwhelmed her—a vivid flashback to her childhood. --- *Flashback: The Oath* A younger Luna stood in a moonlit grove, her mother, Lady Elara, guiding her through a sacred ritual. The air was thick with anticipation as Luna recited the ancient words, binding herself to a legacy she scarcely understood. "This oath," Elara whispered, "is our lineage's burden and strength. It will protect and challenge you in equal measure." As Luna completed the ritual, a searing pain coursed through her, marking the inception of her hidden power.

“But the chamber is too large for just you and I to search without wasting time. We'll need help.” “You want us to tell people about the chamber…” I said in sudden realization. “Yes.” He said. “Rowan, Kael, Draven, Lyra, Vanessa and Kaida have proven their loyalty to us. I think we can trust them, but they will have to sweat an unbreakable oath just in case.” My brows furrowed in confusion. “An oath? What type of oath?” “A blood and magic oath.” He answered. “It's a type of oath that'll bind them to secrecy forever. If any of them ever think of betraying us in any way be it sabotage, revealing the location of the chamber or anything, the oath will take their lives.”

It is no other person than the Umbra Crown himself; the King of Hell (of the Dark)—the nameless monarch. “You and I; we made an oath. A blood oath,” he says hoarsely. It has been twenty-eight years, yet I do not forget how his voice fades to a whisper at the end of his sentences. “We were supposed to save the worlds together.” I scoff at that. The worlds look no different with or without us. No need for pretense. “Might I remind you what will happen if you fail to keep your end of that oath? Well, aside from the continuous murders on your side, of course.”

This was old. Kieran drew a slow breath. “I, Kieran Modric, First Alpha, do solemnly swear to keep the secrets of my offspring until death takes me.” His oath came in deep red, not the red of blood, but the red of embers, a color that implied heat rather than containing it. It coiled upward into the space between them and found Dominic’s silver-ash, and they began to move around each other without touching. The power in Kieran’s voice moved through the room differently. Where Dominic’s made me feel the oath in my chest, Kieran’s made my spine straighten, an involuntary response, the kind of reaction a body has to something that does not ask permission.

he added, shooting me a wink. “That sounds made up,” I said, narrowing my eyes further at him, crossing my arms over my chest. “I’ve never heard of the Kingdom of Summer.” “You’re standing in the middle of it,” he answered, grinning at me, like I was the one being ridiculous. But then, suddenly, he got down on one knee right in front of me, forcefully taking my hand from my arm, and looked me straight in my eyes. “Will you marry me?” What the fuck is going on?!