CHAPTER 15
AVA’S POV
The next morning arrived with a chilling cold that crawled through the stone walls. True to her word, Lady Morgana had assigned my secondary training to the royal healing halls, a network of stone vaults deep in the western wing where the pack's medicine, winter supplies, and military records were kept.
Unlike the difficult noble etiquette of the courtroom, this was a side of the kingdom I actually understood. The heavy scent of dried lavender, bitter herbs, and clean linens felt like the first real breath of air I had taken since arriving at the palace. It reminded me of the small medicine shops in the South, far away from gold thrones and silver chains.
“The inventory must be verified every third week, Luna,” Maya explained, holding open a big leather ledger whil
