The torch crackled between us as Leofric stared at me. “An enchanted mushroom,” he repeated, and I immediately wished he hadn’t.“Your Highness, please. His Majesty attacked my personal maid. He bit her neck and pulled on her flesh with his teeth. I saw it.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, it’s just that I didn’t actually witness it — at least not the me now. Leofric said nothing, and the longer he watched me, the more absurd my explanation sounded. First a dead king, then a magical mushroom, and now an accusation that the ruler of Nethmarch had tried to eat a servant. If I admitted I’d read it all in a book before falling into a manhole, he might drag me back upstairs and hand me to my sister.“Please believe me,” I added, but he turned and continued down the stairs. I stood there for a moment, unsure whether I was supposed to follow, until the torchlight began to recede. Then I hurried after him, lifting my skirt to keep it from catching beneath my slippers.“Your Highness?” He didn’t ans
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