Uncomfortable with you

ARES POV

"It's fine. The spy or whoever did this will be caught," I said, sounding more confident than I felt. There was a bigger chance that the search being conducted was all in vain. If someone was smart enough to have poisoned my drink, they must have been smart enough to get out at the slightest sign of danger - which was Dahlia's first shout the moment she entered the hall.

However, I still couldn't tell how she knew about the poisoned wine. She had been in the dungeon; it wasn't adding up.

Frowning, I turned to Dahlia, her face still contorted with anger, and I doubted that I could get anything out of her in that mood, but I tried anyway.

Leaving Wendy, I went over to her and circled her wrist tightly, leading her to a small room that served as an emergency meeting room for me, Jeremy, and James sometimes. She resisted, so I had to drag her almost half the way and tried to be gentle to avoid anyone noticing.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked, trying to break my grip in a fr