Things were progressing perfectly. My ability to craft medicines got better. I memorized all the runes. I became a wonderful gardener for Briar's herbs, flowers, and everything else. I was able to heal with medicine or treat wounds when someone was injured.
I have learned so much over these last several years. So much had happened. Arthur had met a woman that he wanted to marry, and my parents approved. Catherine had blossomed into a beautiful young woman that was now fourteen years old and already ten times prettier than me. And I myself was about to turn eighteen.
Dad's store was flourishing and earning more money than any of the shops run by humans in all of the region. We could only compare our success to that of the shops run by wolves, that was how great he had been doing.
