Ethan shifted closer to me “He was attacked that day for overhearing a conversation he apparently should not have heard. That’s how he ended up on your table.”
I straightened immediately.
“What kind of conversation?” I whispered and immediately felt foolish. There was a screen up between us and the driver. And besides, if Ethan didn’t trust the man, he would not be speaking to me about this at all.
Ethan drummed the fingers of his right hand against his knee as he spoke. “Somehow, he can’t seem to remember all the details. Uncle says that this is normal because he almost died from it. All he remembers is that whatever it was, it involved a plot against the king.”
Ice stole into my breath. A plot against the king? Dear goddess.
I didn’t even realize when I leaned into Ethan’s shoulder
