The first thing Aurelia Delensar did after leaving the city of Lycan was to dig a hole.
The young princess directed her knight to carefully select a spot outside the city gates, beneath the most flourishing tree, and with a sense of ceremony, she buried her shoes.
“I’ve known for a long time that my brother and father don’t have time to take me out,” Aurelia said softly, watching as the knight knelt before the small pit, the last shovelful of dirt covering the wolf paw imprint on the sole. “They always have more important things to do.”
More important than her.
But the young princess couldn’t help but hope.
What if? What if, for just one day, her brother wasn’t so busy?
Aurelia had always thought that when her brother gave her those shoes, he shared the same hope.
Now, it seemed, pe
