Chapter Nine.

SERAPHINA’S P.O.V

The stone walls of the palace echoed with my measured steps and Leana’s hurried ones as I made my way to to the appointed room for my studies. On stepping into the thresholds of the room, I was met by the stern countenance of a strict woman with graying hair and an obvious penchant for correction. She was the governess- an imposing figure who had been tasked s with the job of teaching and guiding me through the Shadowmoor Kingdom’s Wolf Pack regulations and traditions.

“Good day, Your Highness.” greeted the governess, letting herself drop into the lowest curtsy that her aging body would allow her to.

“Good day, Lady Agatha. I hope you had a splendid night’s rest?” I asked, as I watched her stand up, slowly, from her curtsy.

“I had adequate rest through the night, Your Highness. I hope you, as well, got more than enough rest during the night. It wouldn’t do to have you doze off, again, during the day’s lessons.” Lady Agatha said.

At her indirect