Kenneth's words settled like puzzle pieces in Rowan's mind. He'd heard similar gossip in the palace halls before, but never gave it much thought. It was different now, with a name and symptoms tied to someone he served.
Shaking off the heavy thought, Rowan glanced at Kenneth. "Let's leave that for now. Tell me about the poison. Should I read this?" He waved the paper.
Kenneth nodded but added quickly, "The poison… it's a foreign material, just like your physician suspected. Likely something recently traded into the region. The palace has dealt with poisons before, but this one is new. Never catalogued in our archives."
He placed a thoughtful hand beneath his chin, mimicking the posture of his mentor, Master Melman. Rowan couldn't help but notice the way Kenneth unconsciously mirrored his teacher's mannerisms.
"So, can you detect where it might've come from by its tendencies?" Rowan asked, curious now.
