An Oath of loyalty

Azriel stood firm in place as he watched Oath think. Waiting while he sorted his thoughts, while his tail lashed. He was patient with Oath. The demigod knew how emotional this might have been for the spotted man. His eyes stayed on him, even as he relaxed. Ears pressed forward. He knew he had brought up painful memories but those were memories that had shaped them all.

He listened as Oath spoke, waiting for him to speak his mind fully. Though he did lift his brow at the thought of Azriel "managing" Oath. Preposterous. Azriel was only wedding into the royal family and Oath was born into it. In a way, Oath would always hold more importance than Azriel. Though Azriel himself held importance for the future, Oath had even more as he held royal blood in his veins by birthright. Azriel was a mere piece to their home, his only importance would likely become breeding the next heir, unless Atreyu deemed him unworthy before they were truly wed.

When Oath asked him to promise Azriel nodded with a grunt. "And you promise me that if you start feeling left behind or feeling like you are not important, that you will seek me or Atreyu out. We aren't looking to make someone feel ousted, but this is a chapter we feel in our lives is important for Judila, and for your family." he quieted then but nodded letting Oath know he believed them all stronger together. The Morningstar's name would expand greatly in these lands if he had his way. Though right now he had to make certain Judila became great.

"So how about a spar then my friend? A friendly match to see if you can remember the shit I tried to teach you while we traveled." His form rose and he smirked at the mauve colored man. His dual toned eyes twinkling with a bit of mischief.

"Atreyu" || "Azriel"