Chapter 10 The Blood Oath

• The great hall felt smaller with just the three of us—me, Prince Aldric, and Master Dorian positioned as both advisor and guard. I'd chosen this setting deliberately, formal enough to emphasize the gravity of our discussion but private enough for the kind of revelations that could reshape kingdoms.
• Prince Aldric looked better after a night's rest, but the strain of recent events still showed in the careful way he held himself. He'd come armed despite the formal nature of our meeting, which suggested either paranoia or practical wisdom depending on one's perspective.
• "Your Highness," he said with a bow that was respectful without being subservient. "I trust you've had time to review the materials I provided?"