"Y-Yes, Your Highness," she gulped, her palms sweating as her conscience wavered.
"Where do you think that herb can grow, considering the climatic conditions and soil they can grow in?" Arlan asked.
The prince had a solemn look that made her dare not dodge his question.
She cleared her throat, "Your Highness, apologies, but I am a mere commoner. I mostly learned from experience of the plants native to Wimark and I am uneducated when it comes to geography. Since it's a banned herb, no books available in the market mention it. I only heard from a fellow herbalist that it is rumored to grow in tropical and subtropical climates."
The art of lying lay in mixing truths and lies. She was not a native of Wimark, but it sounded believable enough to convince those who heard her explanation.
"Lucas, have this verified by the royal pharmacy."
"Yes, Your Highness."
