Callista’s POV
I shifted my gaze to her. She wore a small smile, and a knowing smirk tugged on her lips. Why would she want her to drink from the glass?
“No! She can’t!” The room fell silent, and everyone’s jaw hit the floor. “She would die if she did, " I objected as everyone diverted their gaze to me, looking at me as if I were being stupid. I could feel the tension in the air, like a lightning storm about to strike.
“But she tried to kill you, my Luna. She would need to prove to everyone that she didn't poison the glass as she had claimed,” Delta Elowen added with a furrowed brow and arms crossed tightly. Her face and posture revealed her frustration.
“Delta Elowen, I know you both are not on good terms and you care for me a lot, but asking her to drink from the glass is like ma
