Elias's mind wandered as he stared at the teacup in front of him. The light scent of lavender and chamomile wafted up, curling in the air like a gentle breeze, but something about the aroma seemed off.
His thoughts drifted back to the events of the past few days — the poison, the chamberlain's plot, and Prince Aedric's strange behavior.
His fingers brushed the porcelain cup, and he brought it closer to his lips. But just as he was about to take a sip, he paused.
The scent stung his lips, a subtle burn that wasn't natural.
Elias's eyes narrowed.
This had never happened before.
Something was wrong.
The system's voice echoed softly in his mind, a calm but firm warning:
"Be cautious, Elias. Something is in the tea."
Elias lowered the cup slowly, placing it back on the saucer with a soft clink. His gaze flickered to Lady Selene, who was watching him with a curious expression.
