Giselle’s POV
I was invisible, but I was still nervous. If King Fredrick of the Netherlands became aware that I was nearby, it might not end well for me! But I had to get close enough to probe his mind for the source of the prophecy.
I had slipped a little something into his evening drink that should keep him calm while I probe his mind, but it was still risky. Did I give him enough? Did it have time to take effect yet? Or worse, had it already worn off? It was a very mild sedative, after all. Anything stronger would have been bitter to the taste and easier to detect in his drink, or had unpleasant side effects. I didn’t want any harm to come to the old king that might be traced back to me!
Finally, I decided I had waited long enough, in multiple senses, and I came out from
