Poisoned

THIRD POV

Nora looked at his receding figure, his words ringing continuously in her head. She managed to shrug it off before making her way to the dining room. The speech practice was making her famished. She couldn't wait to devour those delicacies.

“ Come sit with me, darling," King Salvador beckoned, pointing at a seat close to him.

As Nora sat close to the king, her eyes darted to a pair of eyes looking at her. She still couldn't fathom why Mira was so hateful towards her. Mira's disgust was barely hidden under her piercing glare.

With a resigned sigh, Nora shook my head at the attitude of the woman who was supposed to act as a mother to her. She had always wondered why Mira hates her so much.

The maids brought the royal breakfast and started dishing it out. It was customary to have a food taster in the royal dining but except for the King whose food was always tasted by the official royal food taster, the rest of the royals’ food were entrusted to trustworthy maidservants.

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