A male who looked about my age entered the castle and bowed in my direction.
"Who are you?" I asked curiously.
"Call me Gray, your majesty. I'll be working here as a replacement for the, ahem, old chef."
I stared in confusion until I realized he meant the old chef I had framed for murdering the king.
"Ah, I see. Welcome."
He gave me a nod and walked in the direction of the kitchen.
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1:30 am
It was finally time.
I crept through the hallways silently, and gently pulled open the creaking bedroom door. James was lying on his bed, peacefully asleep.
Finally.
I made sure to be cautious, and looked around, checking the hallway one more time and making sure he was sound asleep. My heart was racing, and I enjoyed every second of the adrenaline.
Just a little more, and I'll be queen.
Just a little more.
I reached for my dagger, now excited.
"What are you doing, princess?"
I froze.
The voice was gentle but firm and suspicious. I slowly turned around to see Gray. By the knowing look on his face, I was pretty much done for.
"I was just checking on my fellow brother. Yesterday he mentioned having trouble sleeping due to the tragic death." I smiled.
"Oh okay, I thought so." Gray obviously lied. "Make sure not to do anything you'll regret. Other people's lives are worth more than anything, you know."
There was a silence. I gave him another forced smile and returned to my room. The second the door shut, I screamed into my pillow in anger.
"Who does he think he is?" I ranted.
I had trouble sleeping that night, because I kept thinking the same thought, over and over.
How the hell did he find out?
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Mystery / Thriller❝"Long live the queen." I whispered, as the life drained from my father's face and he took his very last breath. I listened to the whispers and murmurs around me. Of course they would suspect the cook. After all, I poisoned the entire meal and made...
