Novel & Cerita Poison Queen History

Now that he was unconscious, she was sure a dead meat now. "Worried about the King's health? Or you came to poison him, just the same way you did to the guards?" The grand queen asked harshly. Alice could only cry. She could not defend herself at this moment. She knew what the grand queen was planning. The grand queen wanted to frame Alice as the culprit behind the King's ailment. Poisoning a royal was a heinous offense punishable by death. It was a chance for the grand queen to finally eliminate one of the twins.

The knowing smirk on his face was trying to mock me. He knew it, the truth of us, or the truth of me? Still grabbing my hands compactly, he nodded at the pack members present there and granted them sit. I was silent. Following him like an obedient pet, it was not me. It was my hard-trying to control my anger. No one ever dared to humiliate me. Maybe he was the protector of a magical world, so was I. I was the queen of the world of poison and dark magic. "She's the one to spread poisons in the whole pack. Take her to torture sell to know why and how she did that. Find out who sent her here."

“What did you say? I’m going to hold you!” Victor’s deep voice resonated powerfully from his chest, sending a tingling sensation through her ear pressed against his chest. Her consciousness grew increasingly hazy; all she could remember was the man’s strong arms holding her as he walked away, step by step. When Sarah opened her eyes again, she was awakened by a burning heat coursing through her entire body. The effects of the drug in that glass of wine had fully taken hold; her entire body felt as if it were being licked and bitten by ants, a dense, tingling itch spreading everywhere.

For the first time, Ariana noticed how tired she looked. Like someone carrying a burden for far too long. "You do." The answer came quietly. Almost broken. Ariana held her breath. The entire chamber seemed to do the same. Then Selene revealed the truth. "The poison came from House Lunareth." Silence. Ariana and Orion blinked. Even Ronan stopped talking. Which was practically a miracle. "The poison came from our family?" The Queen nodded. Tears slipped down her cheeks. "Only members of the royal bloodline had access to it."

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti

she whispered. I was already on my feet. The war room smelled like blood. Two guards were dead, my throats torn, bodies dumped by the map table. Leofric stood with crimson on his knuckles, his chest rising in fury. Caleb was pacing. And at their feet knelt a woman I recognized; Sera. “She tried to poison the Queen’s water,” Caleb said. “Failed.” Leofric didn’t look at me. “She says she was paid. That she didn’t act alone.”

However, even in her silence, she was accused of treason right after a night that almost took the king's life. Since King Lawson was not able to trust Queen Emery despite her pleas simply and believed the lies that she was the one behind his almost assassination and dethronement, he let her ingest a poison that had no antidote. When the poison had taken effect, it greatly affected the queen’s health, causing her to be bed-ridden while feeling that constant burning inside her flesh. She was lying on her bed with her skin so pale and lips parched because of the poison that forced her to vomit anything she eats and when she had nothing to throw up anymore, she ended up coughing out blood. For m

“I know you are hurt but it is not in our tradition to weep for the dead. It calls for a celebration instead because your Aunt Rhea gets to meet mother gaia.” Violet held Rhea's hands and flinched at how cold they were. In the past, there were so warm.. “I'm sorry, aunt Rhea.” Violet whispered. “I heard from the warriors that a man with blonde hair and green eyes killed the queen.” Violet felt chills erupt on her skin. “He is popularly known as Poison.” Violet looked at the distaste in Lilly's eyes and shuddered. “Mother—” “—Did you call the queen's killer your friend?”

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

It was the first time I had spoken so much during a family gathering—and directly against Olivia. Her expression faltered briefly but quickly smoothed into a smile. “Sophia, you must be mistaken. Why would I give Ethan something he’s allergic to? This is just ordinary cheese-baked shrimp balls…” “Is that so?” I arched a brow, my voice still calm but carrying undeniable weight. “Strange, because I distinctly recall a similar dish here before. You ‘accidentally’ dropped a shrimp ball covered in cheese sauce onto Ethan’s sleeve, which immediately caused a rash on his arm. Have you forgotten, Miss Hart?”