"I don't know if I should be happy or sad," I murmured quietly.

Lona chuckled slightly, her voice melodic. She was a beautiful and graceful wolf with pristine white fur—the kind I had only seen once in the magical realm. It still amazed me that I was bonded to a wolf like her.

"Which part? Elijah letting you go, or have to work for Bishop?" she asked.

"Both."

Truthfully, I was more concerned about the task Bishop had given me. He had ordered me to study the history of the kingdom from the beginning. These were ancient transcripts written in an ancient language that I had to learn.

Wasn't my...