The oath was made, and immediately, Gwen regained herself. She was confused about her environment, and the last thought on her mind before control had been completely snapped from her was hearing that she had no bat. She was on the verge of grieving her loss when her Queen’s cries of labor reached her ears. She pushed her confusion aside and attended to her.
“Milady—”
“Do you trust me?”
She nodded vigorously, tears welling in her eyes as her emotions overwhelmed her. What was going on? How did they even get here? What happened?! She had so many questions, but instead of asking those questions, she answered, “Without a doubt.”
“Then swear to me that,” Zezi said, gnashing her teeth in pain as she groaned and writhed on the ground with agony. Gwen sought to comfort her, but Zezi gripped her hand firmly. “Swear to me that no matter what, when I have my bats and you regain yourself, that you will run away with my pups immediately, no matter what happens.”
