"Does that mean... those dreams I've been having... they weren't just dreams?"
Odesse's voice was barely a whisper, cutting through the heavy silence that had settled in the state room. The old woman didn't answer immediately. She leaned back into the wingback chair, the deep-tufted leather sighing under her weight. She looked exhausted, as if the act of remembering had aged her another decade in a single afternoon.
"They were never just dreams," she said, reaching for her staff. Valex sat there, the words looping in his mind like a song he couldn't quite catch the lyrics to. He looked around the room, half-expecting the walls to look different. He stood up slowly and walked towards Odesse.
"So what you're saying is that Odesse is not just a wolf but of royal blood?" The high chief confirmed, "Yes, that is right. She isn't human; she is of wolf blood, strengthened by the moon spirit as passed down from her mother."
