Valkyrie ? Chapter VI ? Purification


    A life—gone. Signed away and sealed forever. The huntress from Kasthra, Eira, is no more. What stands there now is something new. A young soul awaiting her fate. Though she was determined not to let her emotions control her, a weight hung heavily upon her chest. A new life was dawning.


    Sven entered the room. An air of solemnity and respect was palpable. According to protocol, he addressed Eira not by her former name anymore but simply as "Valkyrie"—the title that would now define her existence, and which would also serve as her new temporal name. Soon, she will receive her new name at the oath of loyalty from the Emperor himself. Sven spoke gently but purposefully, outlining the next steps in her transformation. She was to be measured for her armor and uniform now—an important step for the new life that awaited her.


    The young Valkyrie was led to the smithy, and under Sven''s watchful eye, she began to undress, her eyes downcast as she revealed herself before him and the smith. The act felt violating—a shedding of her former self in more ways than one. When she stood naked, the smith measured her form meticulously, noting every curve and contour that would form the basis of her new attire.


    Eira''s private garments were then set ablaze—a symbolic but also an psychological impactful act to mark the end of her old life and her rebirth as a Valkyrie. Over were her days in olive garb. From now on she would wear blue, white, and gold for the rest of her days. The flames consumed her former identity, leaving only ash as a testament to the sacrifices she was making.Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!


    Sven then led her through the grand halls and into the dimly lit chambers below the Union Palace. As they descended deeper into the heart of the palace, the light above began to fade, replaced by the sinister glow of torches adorning the walls. Here, in this hidden sanctum, the true meaning of the oath of chastity was to be enforced upon her.


    This room resembled an ancient temple, its stone walls etched with runes and symbols meant to invoke the spirits of battle and purity. The air was thick with anticipation as the ritual of purification was prepared—a practice designed to ensure the loyalty and commitment of the young Valkyrie to the oath she had sworn.


    The process began with a thorough cleansing of her body, both physically and spiritually. As the young warrioress stood before the altar, a solemn priest approached her, his eyes filled with reverence for the sacred act they were about to undertake. With precision and care, the priest washed her as he guided her through each step of the ritual, explaining its significance and the role it played in sealing her fate as a Valkyrie—literally and figuratively.


    She had to take rest on a bench, and in a moment that both terrified and liberated her, the cold steel of the instrument pressed against the flesh of her most private parts. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the pain that would come. As the priest began the procedure, the young Valkyrie focused on prayers and Imperial chants, repeating them like a mantra to remind herself of the sacred commitment she was making.


    The circumcision process was grueling and intense, but it was also a necessary rite of passage that marked her transformation from a mortal woman into an immortal warrior. Brutal as it was, this ritual, deeply woven into the codex of the Valkyries, had its impact. Through her pain and the tears that streamed down her face, the young huntress from Kasthra, once known as Eira, was forever bound to her oath by much more than just ink on a parchment.


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    Bathed in the flickering light of the torch-lit sanctum, Eira emerged from the ordeal not as the woman she once was, but as a shell—ready to be bent and formed however was required. The path ahead would be arduous—laden with pain, destruction, and recreation. But the young Valkyrie knew that she had taken the first, most crucial step into becoming what she had sworn to be: a tireless, unrelenting, and unrevering battle goddess, made for her emperor and his empire.