Knight Oath Novels & Stories

Only those that had proven their worth in battle and did not falter, not even when Death looked them in the eyes. Part of the process was an ancient ceremony performed in a Fire Church. The Paladin-to-be pledged his life and magic ore sword to Inoss, swearing that he would fight the evil until his last breath. If Inoss found the knight’s heart noble, and he accepted the oath, a light would descend upon the knight and his sword, consecrating them, thus becoming a Paladin. “Godefray!” Rhobart growled. “Ayla is my woman, and you have to respect her.”

Gladly, putting some make up doesnvt really take a lot of time and effort because it's only foundation and liptint Anyway, after I got the make up, I immediatly asked one of my knight to get me a water just so Blythe can wash her face. Since this knight had taken an oath to dad, he won't try to spread rumor against me Oath is like a life for knights, they can never go against it because if they do, they wonvt be able to wield a sword anymore "You may leave now" I said to the knight As soon as he left, Blythe then washed her face thoroughly until it's fully cleaned amd wiped it with a clean towel.

The atmosphere felt very epic to Kalen, as the singing of the national anthem made the ceremony look more sacred and important. After the national anthem, the ceremony kick-started, as the mc came forward to take over the stage. After the officials of the ceremony did a lot of military procedures, they were finally asked to take the binding military oath. All the new knights stood up with a solemn expression on their faces, as they said the oath with vigor. After taking a deep breath, Kalen also started taking his oath. “I, Kalen Drake, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Kingdom of Camelot against all enemies, foreign and domestic; never betray my kingdom, to protect it and

Though one of the eyes started to fade away in color as if his life was slowly draining away as his form gradually changed back to a more humanoid body. The Demon was gone as the knight or what was left of him took his place until his time of rest came again. With a gentle smile on his face, the frightful aura of domination was gone and replaced with a gentle warmth of hope that put her heart at ease. The Knight stood from his bench and knelt before her with pride and admiration he introduced himself at long last. “This lowly knight gives thanks to you and your sister for giving me a purpose once more. I Kent Redridge pledge my oath to you both now and forever more to protect you until my la

Luna intoned, her voice carrying ancient weight. “I pledge my soul beneath the Crimson Moon,” Aria began, voice steady. Kael echoed, “I bind my blood, my breath, and my power.” Aria: “To rise when he rises, to fall when he falls.” Kael: “To protect what she protects, to love as she loves.” Together: “Let our fates be fused, our destinies shared. As the moon bears witness, let no force unmake this Oath.”

“I, Viktor, swear absolute loyalty to Alpha Kaelan.” His voice was steady. “I, Viktor, swear absolute loyalty to Alpha Kaelan.” “I renounce my past ambitions and submit entirely to his rule.” “I renounce my past ambitions and submit entirely to his rule.” “If I betray this oath, may my life be forfeit.” “If I betray this oath, may my life be forfeit.” A faint, magical pulse ran through our clasped hands, sealing the blood oath. I released him. “You belong to me now, Viktor. And if you ever—ever—give me a reason to doubt you, I will end you.”

"I've spent seventeen years honoring a promise made on my behalf before I understood what it meant. I intend to spend whatever comes next honoring one I've made for myself." The old oath required a physical gesture, a warrior's blood mixed with the soil of the bound pack's territory, sealed before witnesses — and Dominic performed it there in the hall, a shallow cut across his palm, blood pressed into a small dish of Moonlight earth Reid had prepared in advance, the ancient words spoken clear and unhesitating.

"No." The single word cracked like thunder. "Oh?" Crown Prince Gideon leaned back in his chair, a lazy smile spreading across his face. "Is the great warrior of Camelot running from a fight?" "Watch your mouth," Orion said, his voice deadly quiet, "before I feed you to my dogs." "Gentlemen." King Odin's voice was calm. Amused. "It's in the knights' code, is it not? A challenge issued. A gauntlet thrown. Surely you won't allow him to refuse, King Matthias."