Change of plans.

Chapter 6.

The day was long and tiring. Walking from hallway to hallway, carrying treys of food, bottles of wyn and gugs of water was not in Alayra's plan, but soon the day has come to an end and they all must go back to the servant's room to rest for the next day to come. Alayra laid down on her hard bed thinking to herself.
"Okay change of mind, walking and carrying food and drinks , no. What is this, the king ordering his last meal request and the wyn he drinks, ow my goodness, Odin drinks wyn like his life depends on-it. Wait but what if it did?"
Alayra get a bright spark. " What if I poised him? It's quiet and sort of unsuspecting." Alayra thinking it all through and gives a small wicked smile and begins to chuckle softly," What is that saying again? You live by the wyn, you die by the wyn ."
Alayra the rests her mind and closes her eyes, for tomorrow is the big day.
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The next morning Alayra got up bright and early, so excited for putting her plan into action. She quickly gets dressed and quickly grabs the small bottle of poison she had packed in , " So glad I thought of bringing this,mwah" and kisses the bottle. She the made her way to the top floor, without even saying good morning or goodbye. Alayra reaches the top floor in a flash and starts walking the hallways up and down , waiting for that one call of her name...
Time passes-by slowly and Alayra growing inpatient. "Can someone just call all ready." Alayra started to pickup her pace. Suddenly the smooth, motherly voice fills the inpatient silence. "Good morning, you are early on your post this morning."Alayra turns around giving a fake loving smile. "Good morning, my queen.  Yes, I am ń bit early this morning." The queen returns a smile, "Is there a reason for being so early?" Alayra starts to smile even brighter, "No reason, it just feel like it is going to be a wonderful day."
"Well hope it is , but while your having a wonderful  bright morning,can you go and get some water for me and a bottle of wyn for the king." Alayra courtesies and makes her way to the kitchen.
Alayra arrives at the kitchen and finds it to her surprise, empty. There is not a chef , not a server or a cleaner insight.
"Today is a wonderful day indeed, everything is running smoothly. Nothing is going to stop be know."
Alayra pulls-out the bottle from her dress pocket. She pulls of the cap of the bottle of wyn. She turns to the small bottle of poison, she starts to smile wickedly and twists the it open . She motions to throw a few drops of poison into the bottle of wyn. Nothing is going to stop her. Asgard's king is as good as dead. She thought to soon.
"What are you doing!?"
Alayra stopes dead in the tracks as the sound of a honeyed jet penetrating voice, filled the silence.
Alayra slowly turns around.