"I'm with you, princess. I can make a blood oath if that's what you want," Emeric replied solemnly, despite being semi-naked, wrapped only in a towel, which made it hard for me to concentrate fully.
"Alright. I believe you," I said, although I didn't understand the implications of a blood oath, but I figured it must be serious because I'd heard of it before, when Stephanie and Alessandro closed their deal before my duel at the pool. "Then I'm going to ask for your help."
"Of course, Ivania. What is it about?"
I was aware that I was about to ask Emeric for something that, even if he wasn't allied with my uncle, could have serious implications for him and his family, not to mention his kingdom. If he refused to help me, I would understand, but I needed him, at the very least, not to inter
