Mirelah;
"What rubbish are you saying? I didn't give you a gift…"
"Oh, but you did. You haven't forgotten about our oath… have you? The scorching rite?" I question, and I watch his face instantly go pale.
I can barely contain my smile as I watch horror flood his eyes. What did he think? That I'd forget?
"You couldn't possibly have forgotten… could you, Vealor? Blood oaths are very important to the Varkaines… Aren't they?" I continue, and his breathing visibly becomes a tad bit laboured.
I gently fold my arms over my chest, tapping the side of my chin with my index finger and pacing, as I 'think'.
"Hmm… If I remember correctly… Your exact words were… If you come out of the gates… If you return to us… I'll accept your challenge to undergo the scorching rite. In fact… I'll walk over twice the length you did… That's what you said. Right?" I question, this time… my smile vanishes.
I take a step closer to him, and he backs away.
