12 Nova 1109
At Alvestia Palace where King doing party with his nobles....
As Latina entered the party with a smile, the king continued his revelry, oblivious to her hidden intentions of revenge. She moved gracefully through the crowd, maintaining an air of elegance and charm. Latina observed the king, waiting for the opportune moment to execute her plan.
The night carried on, with laughter and merriment filling the palace halls. Latina bided her time, mingling with the guests and exchanging pleasantries, all while keeping a watchful eye on the king. She knew that patience was key, and she had to wait for the right moment to strike.
As the evening progressed, Latina discreetly made her way to the king's table. With a subtle gesture, she signaled the serving staff to bring the king a special drink, laced with a potent poison. It was a risk she was willing to take, fueled by her desire for justice and retribution.
However, unbeknownst to Latina, the king had become suspicious of her behavior. He had received reports of her inquiries and actions that raised his suspicions. As he raised the poisoned drink to his lips, a flicker of doubt crossed his mind, prompting him to exercise caution.
Just as the liquid touched his tongue, the king's instincts kicked in, and he swiftly spat out the drink, avoiding the deadly poison. His face twisted with anger and realization, his gaze fixated on Latina, who now stood frozen in shock.
In that moment, the atmosphere in the palace shifted. Gasps filled the air as the guests realized the gravity of the situation. The king's guards swiftly moved to surround Latina, their weapons drawn, ready to apprehend her.
Latina's heart raced, her mind scrambling for a way out. She knew her plan had failed, and the consequences would be dire. With a steely determination, she straightened her posture, ready to face the king's wrath and the repercussions of her failed revenge attempt.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Latina shouted, her voice filled with anguish and fury as she confronted the king. Her heart shattered, consumed by grief and the desire for answers. She demanded to know why her beloved husband had been taken from her.
The king, his expression cold and unyielding, ignored her desperate pleas and ordered his guards to apprehend her. But in her anguish, Latina's instincts took over. With a surge of determination, she managed to grasp a nearby knife and lunged towards the king, intending to seek justice with her own hands.
However, before she could reach him, the king's guards swiftly reacted, intercepting her attack. One of the guards, driven by loyalty to his king, pierced Latina's body with a fatal blow. As the pain seared through her, Latina's eyes filled with tears, and a bittersweet smile crossed her face.
In her final moments, Latina uttered her last words, her voice filled with love and hope. " Shu I hope you will be the best...." . With those words lingering in the air, Latina closed her eyes, her spirit departing from the world.
The king's voice thundered through the palace halls, his rage filling the air. In a fit of anger and desperation, he accused Latina of treason and ordered his guards to destroy the House of Wastle and hunt down Shu. The once vibrant atmosphere of the palace turned into chaos as the king's commands echoed through the corridors.
The guards, loyal to their king, swiftly mobilized, charging towards the House of Wastle with the intention to eradicate it from existence. Their footsteps echoed through the streets as they advanced, their swords gleaming in the moonlight.
To be continue...