"Swear it by your tails." Raiden suddenly declared and Lord Kaelen furrowed his brows. How dare this child tell him to swear by his tails?
"Hold your tongue!" Celene hissed venomously. "How dare you ask His Excellency to swear by his tails?"
"No, you hold your tongue, witch." Hana retorted and then turned to Raiden. "What does swearing on his tail do?"
"For a fox, our tails are our life line. So swearing on them marks an everlasting oath," Raiden explained, his emerald eyes locked onto his grandfather. "If this old man goes back on his word, he will lose the power of his tails."
The grand chamber instantly erupted into a furious uproar. Several elders stood straight up from their granite platforms, bared their teeth, and let out sharp, echoing snarls.
