Lucien's POV
In that moment, I quickly dropped lower, my palms flat on the ground, my voice shaking though I forced it out. “No… of course not, Your Majesty!”
“Then tell me, Lucien… is it really just a rumour?”
I hurriedly nodded, my head bowing again and again. “Yes, Your Majesty. I swear it. I gave all matters of the wedding banquet to Ravena. She acted on her own. She must have been the one to spread such words outside.”
Astrid raised her head slightly, her voice weak and pleading. “It is true, Your Majesty. It was Ravena. She always twists things. We would never seek to rival you.”
The King’s eyes narrowed at the mention of Ravena. “So it is Ravena who is preparing this banquet for you?”
I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my back as I nodded quickly. “Yes, Your Majesty. She too
