Every breath the fox released formed mist that hung heavily in the air, causing frost to spread across the polished stone beneath its paws.
The entire royal garden seemed to pause for a heartbeat. Many of the nobles stared in disbelief, even experienced beast masters who had witnessed powerful contracted beasts before found themselves momentarily speechless.
Atheline could feel the familiar bond between them pulsing through his soul. It was stronger than before, as though the fox had instinctively torn away a seal that had restrained her true nature ever since it hatched.
The fox lowered her head slightly. Her brilliant blue eyes briefly met his. There was only one thought flowing through their bond.
Protect.
Atheline smiled faintly.
"I was planning to do the same."
The moment ended as another wave of cultists charged through the gardens. Without waiting for an order, the fox moved.
