Following behind her father, Ayla couldn’t help but be kind of nervous, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve.
Blood Oaths were not to be taken lightly in any sense, though she wasn’t the one actually taking the oath, but receiving it. Some Blood Oaths were stronger than others, but she had a feeling her father wouldn’t let Thorin be bound to her by a basic oath.
“What type of Blood Oath is Thorin going to be making with me?” She looked to her side to see the subject at hand.
“The Spirit Blood Oath,” He stopped before a door, but before he entered, his hand lingering on the handle, “He will not be able to refuse an order, lie to you, or betray you in any way.”
“I would do that with or without an Oath, your Majesty.” Thorin told him.
“Be that as it may,” He dismissed as he p
