Venessa’s POV
“Tell me you two will be staying a while,” the King said, his gaze shifting between us.
Denzel glanced at me before answering.
“Two days, Your Majesty,” he replied quietly extending our stay by an extra day beyond what we had originally planned. The King nodded in approval.
“I’m glad you finally cut ties with that creep,” he added, and Denzel let out a short laugh.
While their conversation continued, my attention drifted elsewhere. I studied the King carefully, my eyes lingering on him longer than courtesy allowed. Nyla’s vision pressed at the back of my mind, and I wondered why him? Why would fate show him to her?
Then I saw it.
Faint markings beneath his skin. Subtle. Easy to miss. But I knew them.
Poison.
My breath stilled as understanding settled heavily in my ch
