“Ah, yes, your father. Adam Gray was a great Healer. A very educated man,” Father says thoughtfully. Paedyn goes rigid in her seat. “You,” she clears her throat, “you knew my father?” “Yes, I did. He would come to the palace during fever season to help our own court physicians when there were too many patients to attend to.” Paedyn nods. “Yes, I remember him doing that every winter.”
