The fourth Prince swallowed the lump in his throat and lowered his head more. He didn't know what to say, neither did he know what his father had been told, but if there was anything assuring him things were still under control, it was the fact that the king would have thrown him in prison if he knew he had killed the Sixth Prince.
Prison... well... that was what the fourth Prince expected.
He raised his head to look at his brothers and they all winked at him. They didn't say anything to him, but he already knew what the winking meant and it was telling him he should never say the truth.
" I know I did wrong my king and I'm very sorry.
I was a coward who ran away because he was stabbed while I left my brother to chase after the bandits... I'm so sorry, my King.
But, I know how strong
