I went to the senior oracle's tent. No matter what happened, the oracles of a pack wouldn't leave their tents. They would live separately from the other wolves."Isabella," the old woman sitting in front of me called my name. She was the oldest oracle in our pack. Even after aging for more than 100 years, her eyes were still clear. A spark of intellectuality was shining through them."Ella. Ella is fine," I said politely."Sure, Ella. So you might know that you were living in the royal valley because of your father's status don't you? " she asked calmly."Yes," I replied politely again. I already knew that this was coming."Now that he is no more, May God rest his soul in peace, It's a heavy loss for us as well. As you're his daughter, we have a soft corner for you. But due to the condition of your wolf and your skills, it is not possible for us to consider you as a royal anymore. So even if we want
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