CHAPTER NINETEEN: PRYNN

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Queen Carina sits in her chambers, some of the biggest in the entire estate, drinking some may wine from her intricate silver goblet

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Queen Carina sits in her chambers, some of the biggest in the entire estate, drinking some may wine from her intricate silver goblet. It is a poisoner's drink, though it is weak, sweet and sickly - for children mainly due to its lack of strong toxins. Carina had always loved it as a child and always has it now to comfort her.

She needs comfort in times such as these. Many blame her for Nalani's assassination attempt a few weeks ago. It is nonsense of course. But the assassin happened to be an Arron, one of the more irrelevant ones though. Not from the main branch.

Carina wishes Laura Arron was alive. If only so she could kill the fool herself, cut off her head, slit her throat, stab her heart, poison her. Who knows. There are endless possibilities with murder. How dare she try and kill Nalani, kill a queen. She is Carina's to kill. No one else's.  A mere loose stone to be tossed aside on her path to the throne.

The Arron assassin is the cause of the venomous rumours flying around the island and Carina's public image is practically dirt now in several places. If it was towards Queen Arwen most likely wouldn't have cared. But Queen Nalani is a popular queen, beloved. She is certainty and strength. And most importantly, an elemental. Not a mysterious elusive shadow or a sly treacherous poisoner.

Andrea had to pay a sum to the Black Council as a consequence of the assassination attempt and she has been in a bad temper ever since. Especially as all of this business has put diminished both their own and Carina's popularity considerably.

No matter, she supposes. She can win them back at Beltane. Somehow. It is imperative she has an impressive Gave Noir at the Quickening.

For now however, she concentrates on the simple pleasure of her favourite drink. She wants her head free of the politics, if only for a moment.

Her maid and friend, Selene, brought it in a few minutes ago as she knows how Carina loves it, and now the poisoner queen sits in her chambers with Selene, who looks very uneasy as she is not doing her maid duties as Carina told her to sit and drink with her.

"Thank you again for bringing me this my darling," Carina says, giving Selene a rare kind smile as she takes another sip of the sweet drink. She is genuinely fond of her beautiful maid.

"It is quite alright Rina," she says, a small smile appearing on her nervous face as she sits and fiddles with her hands, "may I return to my duties soon though? I don't want any trouble with Miss Octavia."

"Not quite yet," Carina says, savouring the sweet taste of honey and sugar and then waves her hand dismissively, "and don't worry about Octavia, I will protect you from the likes of that silly hag."

Selene fails to hold in a small laugh at that and drinks from her own untainted orange juice. Octavia isn't popular with the staff. Or with anyone much.

Shame Selene can't enjoy the sweetness of the honey and sugar that may wine brings. They are two of the main ingredients of the delectable drinks. It wouldn't hurt her to have a little but Carina knows the maid wouldn't want to risk it.

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