Harry felt the oath fall heavily on him, like a wave of searing heat from his head down to his chest. He felt it three times more, as the other Princes quickly followed Pwyll's example. Harry glanced at Hermione, who was wearing a surprised expression, her eyes bright and dancing. The oath must have settled on her, too, Harry realised, as proof incarnate of their formally betrothed status. Harry took her hand and squeezed it tight, earning an adoring smile in return. This was all becoming very real for them both, and the emotions it stirred defied explanation.