Chapter 146: The Truth That Must Be Told Carefully
Lyria's POV
Duke Thorncrest gave a slow nod, his gaze still fixed on me.
"Well," he said at last, exhaling softly, "this is rather unexpected."
I blinked faintly.
"I find myself questioning whether you are the one meant to be learning from us," he continued, one brow lifting slightly, "or whether the arrangement ought to be reversed."
Heat rose faintly to my face.
Baron Redwick nodded once in quiet agreement.
"There is a degree of composure in that answer," he said, "that is not easily taught."
I did not know how to respond to that.
So I said nothing.
Baron Redwick adjusted his spectacles, his expression shifting as his thoughts moved elsewhere.
"That portion of your answer," he said, "regarding ailments…"
He paused briefly.
"That is drawn from the extended text of the prophecy, is it not?"
I nodded.
"Y-yes," I said softly.
He studied me for a moment.
"…Not everyone is aware of that section," he said.
