" Piers looked up at him. 'You're new. What's your name?'

'Neythen, my lord.'

'Sounds like a terrible illness. No, more like a bowel problem. I'm sorry, Lord Sandys, your son has contracted neythen and won't live a month. No, no, there's nothing I can do. Sandys would have preferred hearing that to syphilis. "

― Eloisa James , When Beauty Tamed the Beast (Fairy Tales, #2)