Chapter XIV

The king felt like the entire world crumbled before him. His eyes rested on the shattered soup bowl, and his fists clenched. His breathing got heavier and louder, and his body got warmer. He walked in the middle of the room clumsily, stumbling on objects and throwing everything that got in his way.

Kenneth sat on his bed and looked around, his mind travelled elsewhere, while his eyes focused on the dinner tray. The same silver platter he had seen every day and night, the same ceramic bowl he had been drinking from for years.

"Poison..." he whispered as he shook his head slightly, "It had been poison all this time." he nodded and gulped as he took a long breath.

Alec pressed his lips nervously and walked toward him. He hesitated for a moment before he knelt before him. "No wonder you were addicted to it," he spoke with a calm v