Exactly like me.
I could not tell if he was lying or not and it scratched at the back of my head like an itch. If it was a lie, it was a very convincing one.
“I was a servant in the palace, I had no chance of being anything more. And then the king fell ill.”
My breath stilled slightly.
“He was dying,” the Bishop said. “ and no physician could save him. Prince Ethan was but a boy, the King’s brother had no desire to rule. For a while, the Sunglow court and all the people of the realm were doomed.”
His gaze slid to mine.
“And that was when I heard the goddess again. She told me what I had to do. So one night, under the guise of bringing him his food, I snuck into his room and...”
“And healed him,” I finished, swallowing hard
“Yes.” He lowered his face towards me and lowered his voice
