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King Laurence was not least bit happy with what the physician said to him, and he stared at his mother, Queen Morganna, who looked back at him. It would be difficult to find the truth, and jumping to the conclusion was not good here.
Looking at the physician, he said, “The guards will show you to your room. You shall stay here until I am sure that my son is no more danger and in good health.”
The physician bowed his head, “Yes, my King. I will do my best that nothing happens to him.”
King Laurence then looked at his mother once again, “I would like to have a word with you,” and he walked away from there while Queen Morganna followed him.
Morganna and Laurence moved to another side of the castle where no one were present before the King questioned her, “What do you think you are doing, mother?”
“Like I said before, I don’t know what happened. One minute we were sitting and talking to each other, the next minute he looked as if he was choking with blood,” explained Morganna. “Do you really think it is me who poisoned him?”
King Laurence pursed his lips. He didn’t like the fact that someone was trying to threaten his rule by trying to kill Calhoun. If something were to happen to his son, he would lose his hold on the throne, and he would be pushed to give up his throne to his nephew, which he wasn’t willing to do at all.
“I don’t know, why don’t you tell me what happened. Considering how you were the last person who was with him before he was poisoned,” accused Laurence.
“This is ridiculous,” stated Morganna, looking away from Laurence, who had gone astray from her since Calhoun had arrived at the castle. “If I wanted to kill him, I would have tried to do it when he was out of the castle or in another way. You should know better that I don’t attack people in such a sloppy way.”
“Who knows,” Laurence spoke in a low tone. He was still angry at his mother because, without a second thought, she had decided to offer his throne to another person when he was still alive. “Maybe you knew I would not suspect you for the sloppiness in the way Calhoun was poisoned.”
Morganna rolled her eyes, her aged face turning back to look at her son, who failed to see sense, “Do you hear yourself talking about it? Why would I ever do something like that? You are my son, Laurence, you or anyone in the place, I would still have the same position. Someone is trying to cause a rift between us two.”
The Queen was clever to figure out if she tried to blame Calhoun, it would only make her appear to be suspicious, and her son would only suspect her of being guilty. After all, no person in their sane mind tried to poison themselves, but she should have known…Calhoun was no sane person.
“Who do you think would have the nerve to do something like this?” asked Laurence, a frown coming to appear on his face. “The relatives who came to attend Lucy’s wedding have already left and it is just us.”
Morganna shook her head, “I don’t know… We should have the servants interrogated to make sure that there won’t be another repetition like this.”
Laurence was still not convinced that his mother had nothing to do with Calhoun’s poisoning, and he said, “Let me warn you right here, mother. If you have a hand in this and something like this happens to Calhoun again, I won’t take it lightly. Forget about the servants, you will be the first one to go through the trial,” and saying this, he walked away from the corridor, leaving his mother alone.
When the next day arrived, the King was already there in Calhoun’s room, waiting for his son to wake up. It took another hour before Calhoun finally regained his consciousness.
“Get him food and blood!” ordered King Laurence, and the servants were quick to move near the table while one servant left the room to get fresh blood from the kitchen.
Calhoun sat up on his bed while being helped by Theodore, who placed pillows behind his back. He looked slightly confused by seeing the people who were in the room, and he asked, “What’s going on?”
King Laurence frowned before taking a seat next to Calhoun, “You don’t remember what happened?”
“The last thing I remember was having tea with grandmother and then there was this sudden pain in my chest after drinking the tea. I remember blood surrounding me,” replied Calhoun, his eyebrows knitting together in concentration. “I was poisoned…”
The physician who stood in the room said, “It seems like someone did poison you, prince Calhoun. It is a poison that affects the vampire and makes a person lose blood from the body by coughing. It is good that we treated you with an antidote right away.”
“Did you consume anything before you went to meet the Queen?” questioned Laurence, his eyes holding a glare.
Calhoun gave it some thought, and he then shook his head, “Nothing. Something must have been mixed with the tea,” and a sigh escaped his lips. “I thought things were getting better between us when grandmother invited me to have tea with her.”
Hearing this, King Laurence’s face turned hard, and his hands clenched into fists. His mother was playing an underhanded game.
The physician examined Calhoun and took a sample of his blood which was put in a glass vial, “I will run some tests in my laboratory and I will know what poison this is.”
Laurence then said to Calhoun, “I will try to find out who tried to poison you. I doubt Queen Morganna would have gone as far as trying to kill you.”
Calhoun nodded his head, a glum expression on his face as he stared at the space in front of his bed. “I don’t think it is grandmother too,” he agreed. “We were only making progress and she is trying to be nice to me. I wouldn’t want it sabotaged.”
“Take some more rest, Calhoun. I will see you later in the royal court room,” said the King before leaving the room along with the others from there.
