So as my head finally caught up with everything that he said I thought of my options. So I can either try to save my people myself with no strings attached. Or I can essentially sign my death wafer and kill myself now and never be free, but my people survive. ( But what about the others ) The moment the thought entered my mind the more and more I began thinking about it. Maybe they can help me? Without me even realized it I made my decision. "No. I will not be your pet. I will never submit to you, and your band of hoidens. So you can shove that truce right up your ass. We'll never be allies. The Naisc draiochta will never come together as one. 'So I have said it so MOTE IT BE' ."

I can tell they didn't think I would use an oath bond to solidify my decision, but like always they underestimated me. Well no more! As I watched the King turn a nasty shade of red. " Get her!!! " As the first punch hit much face I felt the guards many rings imprint on my skin. It felt as if my cheekbone was split in two. I knew for a fact the bruising started imminently. My eye started to swell up the size of a pear. And I knew that if would be one hell of a headache in the morning.

I felt something growing deep inside of me. A powerful surge of power filled me. I let it take control. I felt it fill every crevice within my being. Then as so as the power came it went in a shockwave. Killing everything near and harming those out of range. 

Once everything calmed down I felt the chains that bound me broke due to the force of the magick. I knew I needed to get out of here before anyone woke up or the guards summoned so I launched to my feet and ran as fast as i could. 

I ran to my quarters grabbed anything that I would need during my journey to the other Kingdoms. After I finished packing and tended to my wounds I went back to the packs chambers. Hoping they would stay true to their word and help me.