My eyes snapped to the source.....because. The poison detection isn't coming from my own glass.
What the fuck? My head slowly turned.
Adrian's.
Time seemed to slow.
I watched Adrian bring his glass to his lips, still smiling from the toast. Watched the wine, the very much poisoned wine, reach the edge of the crystal.
My mind raced through the implications in a fraction of a second.
Someone poisoned Adrian. The real assassination target wasn't me, it was him!
Or it was both of us, and this was the first attempt. Either way, if Adrian died, I would be blamed.
The perfect frame job. The villain finally succeeding in killing the hero, and after we've had such a loud clash before.
Not only that. The protagonist is the very central of a plot line....what happens when they die? Is this the work of the Council? It has to be!
Adrian tried to kill me and someone tries to do the same to him.
But.
