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asked Hayden, no longer feigning disinterest. "Of course, it could, but it won’t. Knowledge is a powerful and therefore dangerous thing. The tree will not help to further corrupt the already corrupted. It will not let its knowledge be used to crush kingdoms, outwit foes or garner fame. The Omniscient Oak is fed by the waters of the River of Jaded Wanderers. The river is similar to the Faded Dreams' River but unlike the Forest of Faded Dreams it does not accept all requests. Drinking the Jaded Wanderers' Water does nothing. The tree acts like a judge of sorts, answering few questions but giving much clearer and more detailed answers than the Faded Dreams' Water.

Perhaps all Prince Noah needed to heal was a small leaf or flower. That was ridiculous, of course, but I had promised to go into that marriage with hope, so I was striving for it. I was about to stop accumulating books and finally start reading when I saw a title that caught my eye, a few shelves above me. “Medicinal Trees and Roots. The remedies hidden beneath the earth.” Promising! I knew how to use an axe. I could try to chop off a piece of tree trunk if I needed to. Setting aside the books I held in my hands, I began to climb the ladder leaning against the bookshelves. The wheels underneath made me hesitate a little with each step I took, but I continued nonetheless, stretching my arm as

hummed in her chest. “No” trembled in her head. But her feet answered for her, moving before she could talk herself out of it. They walked behind the shed toward the quiet path that led to the row of old oak trees. The sounds of volunteers softened behind them until there was nothing but the rustle of leaves and the crunch of gravel under their steps. They stopped beneath the largest oak, the one that towered over the rest like a guardian. Jaxon shoved his hands in his pockets the same habit he had when he was nervous, though he’d never admit it.

Keanu I stopped next to a massive oak, pressing my palm against the bark. The tree was ancient. It had probably been here when dragons still flew openly and the world hadn’t yet decided to hunt the things it couldn’t control. I stared out at the dense forest stretching ahead of me, endless, green, full of hiding places that a woman who controlled the elements itself could disappear into forever.

she asked for the third time, curiosity evident on her face. “Be patient, my dear,” I replied with a smile. “Just a few more minutes.” “You know I'm not good at being patient.” “Oh, I'm well aware,” I laughed. “Remember when you were waiting for the results of the Elder Council's test? You paced for three hours.” “That's different!” she protested. “That was about our future as—” She stopped as we rounded the last bend and the view spread out before us. A small meadow surrounded by tall trees, with a small river flowing on one side. In the middle of the meadow stood a huge, ancient oak tree—its branches spread wide, creating a perfect natural canopy.

Oaken Hills was a small town with a varied history. The whole town was built around a sacred tree. A long time ago according to the town's history a man named Oscar Oaken discovered the dilapidated and run down town of Oaken Hills and vowed to bring it back to life with the few locals who refused to leave. The only thing he had brought on his travels was a seed from an oak tree. It was customary in his family for many generations that once you reached 18 you were given a seed from the family’s oak tree and had to travel the world looking for a place to call home. Once you found that place you were to plant the seed and if you chose well then, the seed would bring prosperity and good luck to

But none of them felt composed and willing to take up the challenge of starting the task. Okayo stood still, feeling a cruel and urging incitement towards accepting the challenge. He remembered the words of his grandmother long ago: "One day, you will be a great leader, my grandson. When that time comes, remember this, a true leader is him who saves his people." Then he also remembered how courage had pushed him into doing impossible things in the past. He did not hesitate; he lunged forward and stood very close to the tree. His mother stared at him with a hand on her chest. Watching him stand over there gave her the creeps. "Oh my son!" she let it go with her breath. Okayo remained focused

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.