"Your Majesty!" Lady Qianwa sobbed, clutching her rapidly cooling body in sorrowful wails.
Nakamura wore a calm expression, gave a sign to the person beside him. The man understood and nodded, picking up the cup of poison and walked towards Ito Keiko who was still unconscious on the bed.
Lady Qianwa lifted her head and saw the man pouring the poison from his hand into Ito Keiko's mouth: "No!"
Her wailing didn't halt the man's motion. After the poisoned wine was swallowed, Ito Keiko convulsed, and moments later, she was no longer breathing.
The entire process happened so silently.
Lady Qianwa's face was blank. Suddenly, a porcelain cup was placed in front of her. She looked up to find Nakamura's emotionless face.
Her heart felt as cold as ashes as she blindly reached out, her hand trembling as she took the wine cup and drained its contents in one gulp.
