Looking back in to the silent depths of the Onyx Queen’s eyes he nodded weighing his words before he spoke.
“I do so swear to not knowingly aid the gentry nor their agents. To keep secret our freehold for a year and a day, to aid others in need of help with what small aid I can provided. In doing so I will be blessed with strength of mind to see truth, and find mind to be sharp and true. Should I prove false in this then let me be banished and find myself cursed in what I was once proud."
Pippin felt his mantle flare up falling leaves dancing around him and quickly catching light and turning to ash as the wyrd took hold and sealed the pledge. He rose slowly once the magic had returned to his normal levels, his eyes not leaving the opposing monarch’s
+ 1 Clarity, + 1 Investigation.