CASSANDRA
Adalyn’s eyes widened at the commotion and she sprang into action. She rose from her seat, swept Marco into her arms, and backed away from the table.
“What’s going on?” she demanded, and she looked between Erika and me. “Something doesn’t make sense here. Are… are you trying to kill me?”
Her tone grew more shrill with every word and her body began to tremble. I didn’t know what to say, but I knew I had to say something quickly. Arguing with Adalyn didn’t matter. All I wanted was for Lancel to catch whoever was eavesdropping on us.
“Answer me, healer!” Adalyn shouted when I didn’t reply.
“Lady Adalyn, if I wanted you to die, I wouldn’t have stopped you from drinking that tea,” I pointed out to her as I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
Adalyn’s face contorted, but she didn’
