With a loud command, “Leave me alone!!” The servants exited Pandra’s room in a rush before she vents her anger on them. They were yet to fish out what it was that made her pace around, sweating profusely.
At a time, they thought it was because Lyra was jailed and it was pissing her off.
She slammed her palm on the table, her breathing cutting up in her throat, “What the heck is all this? How will I handle this so it doesn't get out of hand?” she groaned at herself, staring back at her reflection through the mirror. “How did that poison enter Lyra's room? I carefully kept it in Odessa's room, so how come?”
Her eyes flew wide. She wasn't understanding anything.
“They would look into this thoroughly and find the culprit. That must be the reason Lyra kept it in her room because she knows
