Duncan didn't answer my question. He got out of the car and held out his hand to me. I sighed before placing my hand in his palm. The man stood on the terrace and turned to face everyone in the palace courtyard.
"Citizens of the capital, Queen Carissa is fine. She has recovered from the poison she accidentally drank last night. Doctor Freya must have told you that her organs are healthy because the medical team treated her immediately before her body absorbed the wolfsbane," Duncan explained.
"Thank you for your concern. Go home and continue your activities. We will celebrate the queen's health on the day of the harvest festival," he concluded.
"We want to hear the queen say something!" a citizen shouted.
"Yes. Say something, Your Majesty," another pleaded.
The sight took me by surpri
