Novel & Cerita Poison Queen History

The royal physician said and Dryk nodded. "I will find the person that poisoned His Highness out. Do not worry my Queen" Dryk said "I shall begin the investigation immediately after the war," he said then took a bow and left the room. The Queen smiled in her mind knowing that no evidence could lead to her because she had destroyed everything. she had the liquid of the plant in her mouth. As the king was kissing her, some of the liquid got into his system. Of course, she didn't want to be affected by the plant's poison so when she was fetching the wine for the king and herself, she quickly took the cure which was already inside her necklace.

No way in that hadn’t been sealed and guarded by our own hand-picked men. A black moon symbol had burned itself into the stone floor beneath her body, edges still smoking faintly when the guards found her … a signature no one in that room had seen in twenty years. ⸻ She’d lived long enough to say one thing before the poison finished its work, a guard told us, voice unsteady, hands still trembling around the report he clutched. The Queen carries… the Eclipse… Half the room looked at me, faces pale, uncertain whether to look away or keep staring. The other half looked at each other, unsure whether she’d meant me at all, or something older, something none of us had named yet.

Lady Morgana stood behind a long stone table lined with dark glass vials, iron mortars, and dried, twisted roots. “A Luna is poisoned long before a king,” Morgana announced, her voice cutting through the damp air like a whip. She didn’t even look up as Maya and I slipped into the back of the room, though her sharp eyes flicked toward my damp cloak. She knew exactly how I’d gotten out. She just didn't care. “An Alpha faces claws on the battlefield. A Luna faces venom at the dinner table. Historically, noblewomen used poison far more than claws to clear their path to the throne.”

and apparently decided it wasn't. "Move," he said. "Who killed her," I said. His face didn't change. "You're crashing from tonight. Eat the food." "Syris knew about the poison," I said. I kept my voice level. I'd gotten good at keeping my voice level when everything underneath it was on fire. "He told me what it was called. He said it shuts your lungs down. He said the Sovereign board controlled it." Something moved in Tor's jaw. Just one tiny pull of muscle. There and gone before I could blink.

The palace had always been in my thoughts as a place of luxury and politics, not a place to die. “They might be foreigners to the kingdom?” I asked, voice low. Rowan nodded. "It's possible. You are not only dealing with family competitors—there are kingdoms who are keeping their eyes upon Valeon and are biding their time. I am glad you got here safe, Auri, but the instant you set foot in the house, the risk was increased two-fold. You must be vigilant." I would have protested, would have said that I was not ready, that I could not be queen, but the words would not come up my throat. He was right. I had no choice. I had to accept this life.

King Aldric whispered, but Renwick wasn't finished. "His three previous queens, you all know what happened to them. The first one tried to poison him. He kept her alive for six months, feeding her the same poison drop by drop until she begged for death. The second one tried to escape back to her homeland. He caught her at the border, brought her back, and made her watch while he burned her entire family alive. Then he locked her in the dungeons for two years before he finally got bored and snapped her neck." "And the third?" Lord Cedran asked, though he looked like he didn't want to know.

I asked softly. Adrian didn’t answer at once. Instead, he studied me. His gaze was calm, but it felt like it could strip me bare. “I want you to understand,” he said finally. “Everything you’ve been told about this palace, about my family… about the Queen Mother… is only part of the story.” I felt my stomach tighten. “What do you mean?” “The Queen Mother isn’t just testing you,” he continued. “She’s planning something. Something that could destroy the King—or destroy you—if you don’t act first.”

“Love? Karel, the only person you love is yourself. You didn’t move a finger for me or Gael. You just want the position of Royal Beta to gain influence, power, and money.” Karel simply smiled in silence. “Luckily for you, I am already bringing our goal closer. While you are failing, I am thriving,” she cooed. “The King is back, and now he receives a new poison daily. One that is nearly impossible to detect. It stores itself slowly in his tissues.” The Queen reached down, sliding her hand under her long skirt to slowly remove her lace panties.

This was where they kept the twins. Finally, I stopped in front of the gathering and was pushed to my knees. “You have to give me a second chance!” I begged after retelling the story to them. “You fool! Don’t you know that you can’t kill a Valenor with fire? They have to be beheaded!” “What?” I recoiled in disgust. “I’m not doing that.” “Then you will have to watch and learn,” Karth grunted. A pause. A weight in the air. “Since you failed to kill the princess, the coup will happen on the night of the coronation. Get ready to become the next king of Aetherion.”

Lolly told him. "Hold on, Rae poisoned King Roen and his family including Jason?" Dean asked. "Yes but they were not the only one." "How do you mean?" "I mean, the Witch Queen, Sarah and Jorkallun was also there. They were all poisoned through the wine they drank from." "Where are they right now?"