Thalia
I prayed for the ground to open and swallow me whole. Why would he still drink it when he clearly knew what I had done?
Reluctantly, I rose and sat beside him.
The poison should have been working by now.
Moonbane wasn’t something anyone simply ignored. Yet Xander sat there as if he had only taken a sip of ordinary wine—no flicker of discomfort, no change in his breathing.
The applause around us blurred into the background, drowned out by the sound of my heartbeat.
A sick certainty settled in my stomach. Maybe he had known since the night he searched me… but the pendant?
No. He couldn’t have suspected that.
Moon Goddess… I’m as good as dead.
My mouth went dry.
Slowly, he set the empty glass aside. It was such a simple movement, yet it felt deliberate, as though he wanted me
