While they returned to their room, Kaleb was distracted by his royal guard who came to inform him about his visitor.
Seeing he was gone, she changed her direction, heading to Raymond’s chamber.
Just as usual, she touched the door with her eyes shut close. The room still looked the same, no change. Nothing.
“Why did you call me?” She questioned. “Why did you call my name?” Waiting for a response.
And when she didn’t get a reply, she rubbed her forehead, shoving her hair to the back frustratedly.
“Am I going insane?” She asked herself. “What’s wrong with me? How is it possible that I can hear your voice? Why are you in my head?” There came no reply. “Fu*king answer me! Why are you in my head?!” She shivered tearfully. “Why?” She said, sounding calmed.
She returned back to her room.
Raymond could hear her voice, but he decided not to say a word to her questions.
He kept watching the sketched image as if he’d forget what she looked like if he has to take his eyes off it.
A soft smirk played on his lips, then a chuckle which actually turned to laughter.
“I can’t believe I had used you all those while.” He scoffs, chuckling. He moves his head at both sides, “Humans are always pathetic.” He scoffs again.
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BACK IN THE FORTRESS***
( That Night…)
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” My Lady, it’s time for dinner.” Holland informed.
“I’m coming. Give me a second.” She yelled from the inside.
“I’ll just wait out here until you’re done. ”
Not quite long, she walked out. “Lead the way. ”
Holland walked ahead while she followed behind, holding the sides of her gown a bit high.
“My Lady.” He called, as soon as he sighted her. “Please, come have a sit with me.”
She headed towards the chair beside his. “Thank you.” She said as she sat on it.
“I ordered the cook to prepare your favourite dish. Have a taste of it. “He urged her to eat.
Theodora took a spoon of the French fries, dropping it into her mouth. She chewed it slowly, humming. “Mmmm.”
“You like it?” He asked, staring at her.
She moved her first finger at both sides, “I love it.”
He was happy at her response. “I’m happy you love it. ”
“Thank you so much for ordering my favourite meal. You just made my night with this. “She took another full spoon of the french fries into her mouth, humming again.
They continued eating. Theodora went ahead ordering for another plate which was brought in no time.
Kaleb also poured her his own share, she ate them all not leaving any behind.
“Wow, I can’t believe I ate more than I can handle. But well, I don’t regret it. ” She took a glass of her wine, raising it up. “To us.” She cheered.
He rose his glass up too. “To us.” He repeated.
After the dinner, they walked slowly back to their room. They reached a staircase, after they had made it to the fifth step, Theodora groaned, her hand on her stomach.
Kaleb held her from falling. “What’s wrong?” He asked, worried.
“I… I think I’m having running stomach. But don’t worry, I guess it’s because I ate too much. “She forced herself to stand properly.
She walked two more steps ahead, holding her stomach again. “Aahh!” She Mõ@ned, painfully.
“My Lady, talk to me, what’s going on with you? “He asked, sounding much worried.
“I don’t think I can continue anymore. It’s really hurting me. “She swallowed hard. She held his right hand tight. “Do something, I’m gonna pass out now.” She said, almost like a whisper.
“What?” He shouted. “No. No. No. Hold o…” Before he could complete his statement, she fell in his arms. ” Guards!! ” He cried. “Guards!!!”
Immediately, two guards appeared. “Your Majesty.”
“Take her to the doctor.” He commanded.
Filled with burning anger, he headed to the kitchen. All the cooks were surprised to see him. He has never visited the kitchen since his rise, so him showing up means only one thing…
Trouble.
“Who the fu*k served dinner tonight?” He asked, hints of anger in his voice.
The room was quiet. ” Am I talking to some dead bodies? I asked a goddamn question and I need a fu*king goddamn answer!!!” He stormed.
They shivered, staring at each other.
” Don’t worry about the reply, I guess you all will say it in hell.” He turns to leave when the chief cook spoke.
” Sire, it was I who cooked the meals.”
“So, who dished it out?” He turns to her.
“We did.” Five maids answered.
“So, who among the five of you poisoned my wife’s meal? “They eyes flew open in terror and fear.
” Sire, we did not tampered with Her majesty’s meal.” They confessed.
” Oh, so who did? ”
They were silent.
” Answer the goddamn question, who did?!!” He yanked.
” We don’t know, sire. ”
” Okay. I think it’s time I stop playing the good guy here since it’s all giving some people or, most people the opportunity to do wh@tëver they want!! So, I’ll start from the five of you. See you in hell. ”
He left.
“Who plotted against Her majesty? “Asked the chief cook.
” We swear ma’am, we didn’t do that. We would never dare to do that. Even if we did desperately wanted Her majesty dead, we could have done that even before the coronation. Someone else must have done this to implicate us. Some one who h@tës Her majesty so much. ” One of them said.
But the question is… Who???
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Who? Who?? Who???
