There was a tense silence in the hall as the swords were pointed at all the nobles in the room. Even the Count felt he'd be killed by the sword of Lady Aurora the moment he moved wrong.
He stuttered and sweated. "M-My Lady… I… I don't know what's going on… T-Th…"
Sylvester was not a fool, however. "I know. You'd be the mightiest fool in the world if you dared to attack me or any of us in your own castle. Even if you could have killed me, Lady Aurora would have uprooted your entire County later."
Lady Aurora firmly nodded in affirmation.
"So, this servant did it on someone else's order. It's unknown if their goal was to create distrust among us or truly harm me. You speak, or I shall snap your neck." He glared into the servant's eyes as the man wriggled, trying to catch his breath.
"I-I was offered money to add something to your drink… I didn't know it was poison."
