“I do beg your pardon, good king. I don’t mean to be rude.” “Is it rude to be honest?” “Sometimes!” Now it’s my turn to smile. “A little honesty may indeed be the worst vulgarity around here. One must take care not to let the truth be too widely known.” Vor’s smile fades slowly. His expression grows thoughtful. “I see,” he says. “What do you see?” “You do not live at the convent because of your devotion to Nornala. You are the truth that must not be known.”
