"Is it correct?" The queen asked the physician in a quiet voice, even though it was just the two of them in the library.
The physician nodded sadly and bowed as he said, "I apologize, my queen, but it is indeed as we suspected. What ails his majesty is the Alpha's plight."
"For how long?" She asked in a tight voice.
"I suspect he has been taking it in small portions for a long time now. Over... a year now." He explained as his head went even lower.
Over a year.
Someone had been messing with the king's health. Her palms fisted beside her in anger.
Who would dare to do something like that? How dare they? It had to be that same person who had been attacking Harold and also messing with her.
"It must have been through his meal."
Since it doesn't affect betas or omegas. That could have been the only way to poison the king. She said to herself thoughtfully, and the physician's brows pulled together as he thought about it.
