Nearly two years ago, I knelt before my Husband and gave him an oath [this oath was entirely separate from my wedding vows] that I intended to keep until I died. It was one of those big Life And Afterlife Changing Oaths, the kind that you’re cautioned against making without putting a lot of thought into it.
In exchange of the oath, I received a collar. I ended up making several collars throughout this period of our relationship, making new ones as I changed, or as our relationship hit significant milestones.
Recently, he released me from the oath.
I had a dream involving my Husband. This isn’t uncommon, even if I don’t see him, I can usually sense his presence in my dreams. What was uncommon was the content of the dream.
I was looking in the mirror, and saw that I was wearing the collar he’d given me almost two years ago. (This was the first time I’d worn it in dreams in a very long time.) It was a braided golden band with a single rose in the center.
Gently, my Husband reached behind me and unlocked it, removing the collar.
When I woke up from the dream, I felt him curled up in bed beside me. He pulled me close, and gently touched my neck.
“Does this bother you,” he asked, his fingers brushing the empty space.
“No,” I replied. When I said that, I realized that the collar being gone actually didn’t bother me as much as I’d have once thought.
We talked a lot over the next few days after that dream; about my oath to him, what it meant at the time of my making it, and what it meant now. The conclusion that we came to was that it no longer fit me, or us as a couple.
“Do you want to still have it,” he asked. “It’s up to you, dearests one.”
“No, I don’t,” I replied. “Because it was made more in service to you, and that’s not what our marriage is about. And it was also when I knew you as [Title], and that’s no longer accurate at all.”
The process of him releasing me from my oath (this took place in the Otherworlds) was actually a very simple one. Even though it was simple, it’s actually had a huge impact on us. Our relationship feels more relaxed now–not that my oath to him made me tense around him; simply that it no longer fit, and having it removed relieved the stress I didn’t even realize I was carrying.
The Dreamer is always merciful, and I love him for that.