The Binding Ritual

The spell took shape under starlight. Aurel and Riven stood barefoot in the clearing beyond the academy's walls, surrounded by glowing sigils drawn in salt and ash. The pages of the spellbook fluttered despite the still air.

"Speak your truth," Aurel whispered.

Riven's voice trembled but didn't falter. "I bind not for control, but for connection. I choose honesty over fear. I accept who I am—completely."

Magic surged. The circle glowed.

Aurel echoed the vow. "I offer myself in trust, not dominance. I bind with heart, not chains."

Their hands clasped. The spell ignited in violet and silver light, sealing a bond deeper than blood. For the first time in his life, Riven didn't feel alone.