The Love Square [HIATUS]

Chapter 49

[ Y/N'S POV ]

"I Don't Feel Very Well..." I Said. "Did You Drink Or Ate Something Not Good?" Heinry And McKenna Asked. "I Don't Know--"

(Imagine The Part When Krista Gave You The Tea)

What Did She Putted In That Tea...?

*About To Throw Up*

"Get The Doctor, McKenna!" Heinry Ordered. "My Body Feels Weird, Heinry..." I Muttered As I Sat Down The Sofa. "Don't Move." Heinry Said.

A Few Minutes Later

"It Seems Like Lady Everbon, Was Food Poisoned." The Doctor Said. "Food Poisoned?" Heinry Asked.

"Y/n Cooks Her Own Food Though..." Heinry Said. "Precisely, How Could Have This Happened?" McKenna Said In A Worried Tone. "Lady Everbon, Since When Did You Started Not Feeling Well?" The Doctor Asked.

"The Day When His Majesty Died..." I Said. "What Did You Ate Or Drank That Day?" The Doctor Asked. "The Tea Lady Krista Gave Me." I Said.

Why Did I Lowered My Guard That Day...?

*Sigh*

"..." I Then Looked At Everyone. "Is Something Wrong...?" I Asked Them. "Oh, Uh- No, No. Lady Everbon You Should Take A Good Rest. I'll Be Going Now." The Doctor Bowed And Left.

"Weird..." I Mumbled And Laid Down. "Rest Well, Y/n." Heinry Patted My Head. "Goodnight, Y/n." McKenna Held My Hand. "Mm, Goodnight Heinry, And McKenna." I Smiled.

Then They Left The Room. "..."

So, This Happens When We Let Our Guards Down Huh...

The Love Square
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[ Heinry's POV ]

I Asked Krista If She Was The One Who Made The Tea...

...Unfortunately She Wasn't The One Who Made The Tea It Was One Of The Kitchen Staffs.

“I Didn't, I Asked The Kitchen Staff To Make Some. Is Something Wrong?”

“Yes, Something Is. Have You Not Heard The News That Y/n Was Food Poisoned?” I Asked.

“Oh Dear, I Hope She Gets Well.”

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"McKenna." I Called McKenna. "What Is It, Your Highness?" McKenna Asked. "Have You Found The Culprit Who Food Poisoned, Y/n?" I Asked. "No, Your Highness. There Was No Trace Of The Culprit Who Did It." McKenna Said.

"No Trace?" I Asked. "That's Weird..." I Continued. "If There's No Trace Of The Culprit, Then..."

"How Are We Gonna Catch The Culprit...?" McKenna Then Sighed. "Your Highness, Should We Fire All The Kitchen Staff?"

"Hmmm..."

Should I...?

To Be Continued.