Listening to Matthew's explanation of how they had noticed that the flowers crumbled at a touch, and that they must have been drained of life, Evelynn felt her body grow cold.
Even if Matthew had been the one who warned her not to expose her class as a healer, and even if he had always helped her, she couldn't fully trust him.
This was only the third time they met, after all.
So, even if she trusted him, she knew what power could do to people.
And that was exactly what secrets were; power.
For people like them, who had grown up in wealth, money was just one of the lesser currencies that were used.
But secrets, and especially secrets like a hidden class, or even more so a legendary one, were something that couldn't be bought with money.
No, that's the kind of currency that could get you things money couldn't buy.
