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.
The nanny-always so dutiful, always a step ahead of her young miss-did what she always did: tasted the wine first. She pressed the goblet to her lips, took a delicate sip, and smiled. For a heartbeat.
Then the blood came.
Bright. Suddenly. Violent.
She collapsed against the polished floor with a loud t
