T he door of the dean’s study opens with a creak. Neemias straightens his back and looks straight into those narrow eyes.
“Why have you returned?”
Neemias swallows. “I have a question.”
“Ask.”
“If Leo the Jew was proven right in his prediction of the Black Death why do you disregard his words about the Jewish redeemer?” The dean’s eyes narrow. “Because it is heresy. Why else? Now what is it that you seek?”
Neemias takes a breath. In his mind’s eye Friar Pere appears with his piercing blue eyes. Ask Neemias. Never be afraid to ask. But what is the question? The words chase around his mind: Truth. Heresy.
If truth is heresy then is heresy truth?
