Sienna’s POV
“Lucius.” The way I greeted him told him all he needed to know. He pulled us out to the gardens, nodding at the guards.
“Talk to me,” he said softly, his brows creased with concern as he led us to a bench in the middle of the plaza garden.
“The King wants me to kill Alaric,” I whispered hoarsely, touching over the vial in my pocket. “With poison.”
Lucius stared at me for a long moment, taking in what I’d said.
“Truthfully, it doesn’t surprise me to hear that. His uncle has always been a treacherous bastard.” Lucius shook his head, disgust in his eyes.
“What do you mean?” I raised a brow, happy to see my suspicions about the King were proving right.
“The man has been lying for years,” Lucius said softly, his eyes scanning the plaza for any thr
