Back to the Basarisk, the healer had no choice but to halt in her track after the queen's order. She shot her a strange glance, confusion puzzling across her expression. The healer couldn't understand that why Ayra was acting so secretive all of sudden?
Ayra teared her blank eyes from the doorway. Keeping them stuck on the used glass, her mind was occupied with multiple thoughts. It was hard to doubt someone whom you love the most. She didn't even think that someone she would have to doubt Cedric for his actions. But the curiosity was worst. Except that liquid, she didn't drink anything special nor did she had slipped on this floor. She had zero idea about the cause behind her miscarriage.
After the healer had went closer, Ayra picked up the glass in her shaky hands, giving it to her before whispering nervously,
" Take a better look of this glass and tell me, what kind of tonic was it."
