Bloodstained Vows Chapter 3

꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂/Author

Hey Astral Souls

꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂/Author

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Priest

Let us now proceed with the vows that bind you together—not only in heart, but in power and destiny.

Lazarus Argento/ML

(He steps forward, his voice steady and commanding, radiating authority as he speaks directly to Drusilla.) Drusilla, you are the force that balances the chaos in my world.

Lazarus Argento/ML

I vow to protect you with my life, to lead beside you, and to build an empire together. Our love has never been one of softness, but of strength and power, and with that power, we will rise above all challenges. I give you my loyalty, my heart, and my unwavering devotion.

Drusilla Alvarez/FL

(Her gaze sharp, her voice cool and calculated, but her words are heavy with meaning beyond mere promises of love.) Lazarus, you are a man who holds the world in your grasp. I will stand beside you, not as a follower, but as your equal.

Drusilla Alvarez/FL

I vow to fight with you, to guide you when necessary, and to defend what is ours. Together, we will be unstoppable. But know this—I will never be a shadow in your world. I will stand in the light with you, and you will never forget that.

The crowd holds its breath, sensing the power in their words. This is not simply a declaration of love—it is a commitment to power, equality, and shared dominance.

Priest

Lazarus Argento, do you take Drusilla Alvarez to be your lawfully wedded wife, in the eyes of your family, your empire, and before God?

Lazarus Argento/ML

(His eyes lock with Drusilla’s, and his voice rings with quiet authority.) I do.

Priest

Drusilla Alvarez, do you take Lazarus Argento to be your lawfully wedded husband, in the eyes of your family, your empire, and before God?

Drusilla Alvarez/FL

(Her voice steady, her eyes never leaving Lazarus, she speaks with a firm finality.)I do.

And as the vows are exchanged, the air in the room shifts. Because this? This isn’t just a wedding. It’s a coronation. A declaration of war. And no one—not even them—knows who will survive it.

The Ring Exchange

Lazarus Argento/ML

(He reaches for a sleek, platinum ring engraved with the Argento family crest, sliding it onto Drusilla’s finger with deliberate precision.) This is not merely a symbol of our marriage—it is a symbol of our unity. You will always have a place beside me, and together, we will conquer whatever lies ahead.

Drusilla Alvarez/FL

(She takes a matching ring, the Alvarez family crest etched into its surface, and places it on Lazarus’s finger.) This is my promise to you, Lazarus. To lead with you, to fight beside you, and to make our legacy stronger than anything that came before us.

Priest

(He raises his hands, his voice filled with the solemnity of the moment.) By the power vested in me, and in the presence of both the Argento and Alvarez families, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.

Lazarus doesn’t hesitate. He pulls her close, his grip possessive yet calculated. The world is watching. Their lips meet—not just as a kiss, but as a sealing of their empire. Passion and power intertwine, a message to every person in the room. This is no ordinary union. This is dominance. This is control.

The guests watch in silence. Because this kiss? It is not affection. It is a warning. A storm has been unleashed. And nothing will stand in their way.

꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂/Author