The Oaths Of Vayuputras นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Powerful. "The burden shall never again belong to one." Every Guardian stared in disbelief. The ancient runes continued to glow. "Where two hearts willingly choose each other..." The light spread toward Kael and Rhydian. "...the burden shall be shared." Rhydian looked at the Creator. "Shared?" The Creator nodded slowly. "The First Oath has been rewritten." Aion smiled through tears. "So no Guardian... will ever be alone again." Hope spread across the battlefield. Then... The crack in the sky suddenly exploded. A deafening roar shook the heavens. The Void had stopped waiting.

We are done with the recognition, what is ongoing is the oath taking, which is why the Archbishop is here. He climbs the podium and kneel before me holding a black book, a jar filled with blood. I place my hands on the book and the jar. Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the Peoples of the Dahmatra, the supernaturals; the Vampires, the werewolves, the witches and wizards, the Kanays and Banshees and of your Possessions and the other Territories to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to their respective laws and customs?

“The Yanuwah made deals with the forest. We knew that. Bloodlines tied to the land, sacrifices… But what if the forest didn’t ask? What if it was negotiated?” Isla translated slowly, her voice reverent. “Before the first sickness. Before the great storm. A spirit from beyond the veil entered the roots of the world. Not a god, not a demon… something older. The people called it Varethkaal, the Watcher Beneath, and in exchange for protection, they gave it names.” “Names?” Emily asked. “Souls,” Ashani corrected. “The covenant was built on memory. On legacy. The Yanuwah agreed to be remembered through Varethkaal. That was the pact.”

Rhoan stepped forward, slow and deliberate, until he stood before Diva. "You carry no rank. No pack. No title. And yet today, you saved more than territory." He dropped to one knee. His head bowed. "You carry the Moon’s wisdom." The gesture sent a ripple through both sides. More wolves bowed. Some hesitated—then followed. Mayla approached, drawing a line in the dirt before Diva’s feet. A crescent. Then four smaller slashes encircling it. "This symbol has waited generations for its bearer. You did not ask for this. But we recognize it in you."

“But they have not spoken that choice.” Valerius nodded slowly. “And spoken words carry power.” Ragnar looked thoughtful now. “You are suggesting an oath.” Eamon met his gaze. “Yes.” Seraphine felt the weight of that idea settle into place. Neither a command nor a declaration of dominance but something older, something chosen. Ragnar leaned back slightly. “The Haven will need an oath.” The words hung in the air. Ancient and unavoidable. Eldric broke the silence. “If we do this…” He looked toward the door again. “…it must come from him.” Seraphine nodded. “Yes.”

“Repeat after me. I promise to serve no man not of this blood.If I said these words, I’d be shackled for the rest of my life. Or perhaps the remainder of Lyra’s. But the alternative was so much worse. “I vow to serve no man not of this blood.I vow allegiance to him who is of this blood. I swear to safeguard, at all cost, him who is of this blood. I promise to reveal no word of this contract except to him who is of this blood. I repeated the words. Now you, my love. Alpha Orion was silent for a long period, and then he murmured, “Before the eyes of the gods, I vow loyalty of my body and heart to my one true mate . Lyra’s eyes jumped up and there was no mistaking the surge of emotion in them.

She gripped Ryker’s arm for support. “Steady,” he murmured, voice steady. “We do this together.” She nodded, swallowing her fear. “Together.” Callista raised her hands. “Now, recite the Oath of the Veil.” Selene and Ryker inhaled, their voices joining in the ritual: “I pledge my blood, my soul, my vow, To bind the curse, to hold it now. By moon and night, by star and flame, Our hearts as one, in darkness claim.”

Alexander 's POV The prophecy stirred at her words, as if summoned. The runes on the floor brightened, their glow intensifying until the chamber floor groaned, cracks spiderwebbing outward from our feet. A voice—not from the air, but from within us—rumbled to life, ancient and genderless, woven from thunder and whisper: “When storm finds flame, the Veil will bleed. When mates collide, the world is remade. Blood of the line, oath of the bound—

' Both stood up to take Seven Circumambulations (Seven Phera - seven vows -Seven Rounds circling the holly fire) 'First Round - Prayer for food & nourishment Second Round - Strength Third Round - Prosperity Fourth Round - Family Fifth Round - Progeny Sixth Round - Health Seventh Round - Friendship' After taking seven vows, they sat beside each other Savant took the Mangalsutra (Nupital chain) plate and hold it up and asked Shivay to tie it around her neck Shivay took the holy Nuptial, Anika's mom went and stood behind Anika, she uplit the veil from Anika's head

“Congratulations, you’re officially a Romano.” His words brought a wave of apprehension down my spine. “Thank you.” “About earlier, we didn’t mean to scare you, dear. Well, I didn’t. I can’t speak for others. However, I’m afraid that kind of talk was necessary before we proceed with anything from this union. You understand that right?” I guessed it was normal for them to tell the newly inducted wife that they'd have her head if she tried to betray the families. The alcohol was still in my system and it helped me maintain my composure. “Of course, I’m aware of what is expected of me.” Not.