The wizard coldly focused his white eyes on me. “A precious stone and my vision. Aren’t eyes precious to you, Your Highness?”
Bavid and Bihlke were even more confused by this revelation. Their brows met together and eyes went restless.
“Why would our parents take away your eyes?” Bihlke asked in a near-whisper tone.
“Clearly, they heard that my eyes were very valuable because I can see the future.”
“You’re a wizard! How could they take… your eyes off… you?” Bavid asked logically, still confused. “And you can see the future?”
“Unfortunately, I couldn’t see my own future. Especially now. But I do have a hunch what will happen. And to answer your question, Bavid, there are powerful potions that not every magician can detect. Your parents were able to procure one. They used my own errand
