The King's Seal

"A drop of blood in the golden bowl will bind us to each other," Vaeril looked at everyone's face to see how determined they were to vow their lives to Varick. Kia used the dagger to slash his hand and let the blood flow into the plate. Dan followed, and the rest did it as well. Everyone looked at Briar, who was just standing in the middle of Kia and Declan. "Do you feel out of place because you are not a direct descendant of Rowan? We cannot have the Queen vow for his own son. Your wife was not able to travel here due to illness," Declan asked without hesitation. Briar looked at Volde, seemingly trying to tell him something. "Rowan remains on neutral ground," he gave the dagger back to Gunther. "I didn't expect the beast of the past to cower this time", Declan tilted his head. "I respect that decision, Your Majesty", Varick nodded and there wasn't a hint of animosity in his eyes.

Volde removed the crown from his head. Briar stood next to him. The crowd waited for him to put it on the head of his son. "Do you need me to slash your hands for you to let go of it?", the ash greyhead man asked in a soft tone. Volde gulped and slowly placed it on Varick's head. "All Hail His Majesty!", they all cheered. Varick looked around and his heart kept beating fast. He looked at his father and felt a certain degree of fear.

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Book II of Quill Pen (Trilogy)