Prologue
“That’s a lie. That’s definitely a lie. What honey, you idiot?”
The boy cursed bitterly at the words that suddenly popped into his head.
Where had he heard such words? Was it when the tavern’s drunks were grumbling? Or was it when his father bought a book, never opened it, and left it for his sister to read when she was bored? He couldn’t remember.
His head was fuzzy. His throat hurt from being too dry.… Read more