Chapter 39

Lilah POV

I watched the goblet being poured before I saw the hand that tampered with it.

Quick. Precise. A slight shimmer of silver dust-nothing more than a breath-fell into the ceremonial wine. Not enough to cloud the liquid. Just enough to kill slowly.

The maid didn't notice. She poured, smiled, and stepped back.

I did nothing.

Not out of fear. Not even out of loyalty. I simply waited.

Because the truth always reveals itself when chaos dances.

And chaos came swiftly.

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