Chapter Six
“So, you’re doing this one yourself, my priest?” Knowland says, grabbing me by the shoulder and pulling me around.
“Maybe it’s time not to worry about it anymore.”
“Your woman is having a good effect on you, perhaps?”
“Maybe?”
“I see you’re turning close-lipped on me.” His eyes shoot like darts.
“No, I’m just not in the mood to bare my soul.”
“All right by me, just don’t go easy on this little tart. Her fiancé is pretty wracked by this slut’s confession.”
“And I bet there’s more to confess.”
He’s surprised by my curt words. “You’re looking as surly as I’ve ever seen you. A good look for the Brannoch priest before a confession and purification, a lot like your father. Just don’t get compassionate, lad. The other priests have been giving good purifications while you
