Morielle barely saw it coming. The dagger was just a few inches away from her face when she dodged it. Her head whipped from where it came from. But there was no veddelo or any official from that throwing distance. The attacker must have known where she was going in the Yet’hoda compound and tried his luck to get her.
Who’s trying to kill me this time? she asked herself.
Weeks after King Raithen swept up the Reocs, it was getting more and more dangerous for her. She caught someone tried to poison her again even in the citadel. It was not Seliz of course, since she trusted her. Somehow, that poison just got into her food that was prepared by her trusted cook. Luckily, her heightened senses lately, it seemed, told her she must check her food and drink. And that was when she discovered it.
