Chapter 47: Magic Generation
At first, Rye was too stunned to speak.
Klas's words were the truth and the fact still remained that he still had that vow hanging over her head like a noose.
"So what? You're going to use it and order me to not break the bond?" Rye asked seeing as how continued to allow them to be bonded was more in his favor than ours.
Which was why she was slightly surprised to hear his response.
"Of course not, you have more to gain out of this than I do, so why would I try to convince you to break it,"
"Really? You think—"
"For instance, my blood alone can make you even more powerful than all the apprentices and the ladies of the temple," Klas began to speak, sitting up on the bed.
"Most importantly, I already know who you are. Who else would you bond with that wouldn't immediately report you to the Red Council? In days, you'll be bound with chains and given to one of them as a slave,"