“I didn’t know you, before,” she says, the anguish clear in her voice. There is a hitch in her breath that comes with weeping. “I thought you were just some mortal.” I have to bite my tongue at that, but I don’t interrupt her. “When you became his seneschal, I told myself that he wanted you for your lying tongue. Or because you’d become biddable, although you never were before. I should have believed you when you told him he didn’t know the least of what you could do. “While you were in exile, I got more of the story out of him. I know you don’t believe this, but Cardan and I were friends
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