Kib can't so much flee. He can shriek - he can lurch in the direction of the nearest house and try the door - it's locked. He can amble briskly...
He can break into a run when the snake gains on him and fall flat on his face.
And he can get eaten up.
And it's too bright too bright too bright and he flings his arm over his eyes.
"Not at all. If I were going to try to pull off a coup it'd be because someone was running a city-state unforgiveably badly."
"Do you suppose it would help anything if the Valar heard about perfectly functional political units in my world where people can in fact have several spouses if that's what they want to do?"
Kib is happy to discuss these things in the common while simultranslating with this not-so-scary-anymore telepathy!
"People... say... vows? Usually? Unless they're doing it valley style or common consensus?"
"Then if you don't do the vowed thing people who know you were supposed to can call you on it and trust you less?"
"It just seems really susceptible to oaths made without all salient information, or worded badly, or way too far in advance, stuff like that. Maybe you're all really really careful."
"Most people never use oaths to commit themselves to future courses of action, just for trustworthiness. If the stakes are high enough it is sometimes worth committing yourself to certain reactions to actions by others - that sort of thing has to be worded very carefully, or sworn before someone who can release you."