Arthur’s POV
I do not lose my temper that easily.
That is what the court believes. That is what my enemies fear. That is what my father taught me—to rule anger, but never let it rule me.
But fury is a different thing.
Fury burns quietly at first, like coal under ash. And once it finds air, it becomes fire.
I had suspected sabotage long before the festival ended and during the contest.
Food ingredients does not just disappear by accident—not at that level. Not when Daniel’s hands are steady, precise, and careful. I had watched him cook too many times to believe in coincidence.
So I ordered for a quiet investigation.
My guards moved through the kitchens, the servants’ halls, the storehouses. And they caught the servants involved in this.
When interrogated and threaten,the servants k
