I sat stiffly on the couch, staring at the crown prince as my heart raced and my breathing grew shallow. The prince stayed on the floor, looking toward where his friend had lain, had almost died. He wouldn’t look at me. Wouldn’t answer the questions that my silence asked. I realized he wasn’t going to admit what happened, so finally I said, “How long have you known?” His shoulders rose sharply, his wings lifting above his head.
