"You should try the chicken," a girl to my right said to me, "It's delicious."
The girl wore a wine red evening gown and she was smiling at me. My eyes shifted down to a gleaming plate of steaming potatoes, bright green spinach, beets, and a sickly looking chicken breast all perfectly arranged.
"I'm not sure, it doesn't seem to be cooked right," I replied. Scanning the room, I found we sat at a long elegant table with many other finely dressed people whom were conversing lightly with each other.
"Oh, it's only chicken. It's fine, see?" the girl took a bite of her chicken. When she swallowed she looked at me and shrugged.
"Alright," I said unsure. I cut a piece from the breast. The inside seemed slightly purple. The girl leaned over and pointed to the meat with a bony finger.
"I heard they grilled it with lavender," she said, seeing the look on my face.
I brought the piece of chicken to my lips and took the smallest bite, but when I tried to swallow, it caught in my throat. The girl watched me closely.
It was burning now, my mouth and throat were on fire! I tried to cough up the piece of chicken, but it wouldn't come. I couldn't breathe! I looked at the girl for help, but her smile only widened as she watched me. What was going on?
"What did you do to me!" I wanted to scream, but no air would escape. My entire body went rigid. I felt my eyes go to the back of my head, and found my face in the potatoes. Everyone around me shrieked, but in the midst of the chaos, I heard laughter.
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The Princess Wars
RomanceMaura Beaumont is sent off against her will to the neighboring kingdom of Thealith. Here she, along with dozens of other women of noble status, work to gain the love of the handsome Prince Henry. Though, things can never be simple regarding royal...
