Orange Lantern Oath Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I will protect you from your enemies and also from those who try to use you in the name of a cause. You will not be a weapon, nor a flag, nor a cage, nor a coin. You will be Elaine. My mate, yes, but before that, a free woman. And if I ever forget that truth, may this oath burn me until I remember it.” The light exploded. It didn’t throw us backward. It didn’t hurt. It was as if the entire clearing inhaled and then exhaled inside us. The oath in our hands spread out, rose up my arms, brushed the mark on the back of my neck, and descended to the ground, forming a luminous circle around our feet. Not a cage-like circle. A circle of protection. I knelt before him without thinking.

the Oracle said. “Well, find a way to read out one of them and get me bonded to my Luna this instant!” I growled. As I dropped the last word, gasps filled the entire square as the jar of bonding fell from the oracle’s hand and smashed into different pieces.

"I’m not going to make the same mistake as before.” David drew his sword, its silver shimmering like moonlight on water. It glowed in the night. People gasped, and Oren’s gaze followed the sword almost warily. "And I will not make the same mistake my ancestor did," he vowed, his voice low and steely. "I invoke the whispers of the earth, the silence of the stars, and the very heart of the universe in this oath. For all you have done, the stars will judge my sword fair, and the moon will never deign to shine on the spot where I felled you."

I have never seen a more beautiful child. “What magic has created such a perfect creature?” I whisper. “I vow my life limb and liberty to Princess Mia, my future Queen,” Gloriana says without hesitation. “I vow my life, limb and Liberty to Princess Mia, My future Queen,” I say and I can’t believe I mean it. I will die for this female.

The servants of his house were all shocked at what has happened to their bell but as they finally went out they saw duct tape all over the bell. “Hurry, bring a cutter,” A woman said “Okay..” the young boy in a suit ran inside to bring a cutter, “What is going on here?” asked the man who was in the window a while ago “Sire some impudent lady came and duct tapped our bell,” She said with a very bad expression on her face “Why though?” He asked even though he knew why “She must be a person with a rotten attitude” Out of nowhere the middle-aged lady started badmouthing Elsa even though it was her own fault.

But Rothgar’s growl rumbled behind him, hot breath on his neck. “Obey,” Rothgar hissed. Corin’s jaw trembled. He gripped Kaelen’s arm, pulling him up gently, almost apologetically. His whisper barely carried. “Forgive me, brother.” Kaelen stared at him, betrayal flickering in his fading eyes. From the crowd, Orlando smirked, stepping forward. “Soft, aren't you? he sneered at Corin. A wolf pup with no fangs. Careful, princess. If Rothgar sees you crying, maybe he’ll put you in the cage with him too.”

My smile widened. Joran slammed his hand on the table. “Mind your tone, girl. You are passing your boundary.” His erratic breath echoed with his high timbre. I leaned forward slightly, lowering my voice. “I mind my integrity. My tone follows it.” Dante choked back a laugh. He didn’t conceal the mocking smile on his face. The elders exchanged irritated glances, regrouping like angry pigeons. Theodore straightened suddenly, voice dripping with the thrill of a trap. “A true Luna knows the old oath of wolves. Recite it.”

Each syllable weighed upon those who heard it — not like a threat, but like inevitability. Riven repeated the words after him, the echo rolling across the hall. There was no flourish in his delivery, no attempt to add warmth or intimacy. The words were legal, binding, severe. Above blood. Above desire. Kaelin’s chest tightened. Not because she loved him — not yet — but because she recognised what he had just committed to. The oath was not a statement of courage. It was a sentence. He was no longer merely a man of honour. He was a living instrument of structure, and she was now positioned to watch it bend and fracture under pressure.

Savanah pulled Nora along with her to join the front row in the audience. “Ladies and gentlemen.” The head priest was holding the mic, “We all have gathered here to take an oath from Prince Orion Ironheart that he will stay true to his word. No matter what happens, he will take the kingdom decisions not on his personal interests but in the interest of this empire.” Nora looked at the glowing face of Orion and clasped her hands together.

Oliver holds his hand out while Rhett tucks the dagger of death back into his belt. “Do you Oliver swear allegiance to me, Queen Lamia? Do you swear to protect and uphold the laws of MacTire? Do you pledge your service to the Kingdom of MacTire and to its people?” Oliver doesn’t wince when I draw the blade down his palm, “I swear to the moon goddess that I shall serve, protect, and uphold the standards the people of MacTire deserve. I pledge my allegiance to you and serve the realm under your rule.” Pressing our palms together, our blood mingles, and the energy from the oath begins to resonate through the both of us, “With this promise you enter a blood pact. Breaking this blood pact will re