Then, Henry smiled gently. “I’m nothing but a poor man; my son had to live in squalor with me.” His eyes turned red. “There’s no better way of putting it—I’ve turned into an evil person.” His smile became forced as he turned to look at Edward. It seemed he’d suddenly forgotten about feeling scared. “I only wanted to avenge him, but I dreamed of him last night. He was sad and kept asking me why I did the things I did.”

Tears filled his eyes. “He’s always been a strong boy; I’ve never seen him