Your name wasn’t chosen by her. I sucked in a sharp breath at the sound of Leopold’s voice, and I blinked rapidly. “The goddess Penellaphe and I are very close,” Seraphena said. “And both your father and his brother spent a lot of time in her company. I think he may have had a boyhood crush on her.” She laughed softly, the sound light yet heavy. “She is your namesake, but he chose your name.” You were not named by the Queen. I named you after my…mother’s dear friend.
