I was sitting at the lunch table and listened to their conversation. We didn’t have our early morning training today since I don’t have a wooden version of the sword that I am supposed to practice with. Also, I do not have enough magic/mana/power left to even practice my wolf voodoo.

“It’s hard to believe that The kingdom of Alta, was involved in a trade with the Tereau.” The Queen, my aunt, said. “It makes me wonder how they were able to reach out to them. The kingdom of Atla never mingles with land-dwellers like us.”

“That’s hard to believe?” I said with a mouthful of meat. “You should see...