CHAPTER 15
Gwen
Gwen stared at the name on the parchment.
Could it be true? Had Tobias been correct in his guess about her heritage? No, it couldn’t be. Yet here was a sliver of proof.
“I …” Gwen didn’t know what to say. Words and concise thoughts eluded her.
“Take a deep breath,” Marjorie said. “It’s not every day someone learns they are born to royalty.”
Gwen nodded, trying to wrap her mind around the idea that she, a lowly barmaid, was in reality a princess.
“It’s not possible,” she said.
“The term would be improbable,” Marjorie corrected. “Nothing is impossible, especially where magic is concerned.”
“But how? Wasn’t King Kamron and the queen murdered by King Torian?”
“Yes, they were.” Marjorie pursed her lips, which caused her wrinkled flesh to tighten and Gwen thought she co
