Chapter 210


    “Elder Randy!” J cried./


    ss slipped from his fingers.


    The next second, the man’srge body was crushed down to the ground with a loud bang.


    There was a moment of aghast silence.


    Then somebody from the crowd let out a sudden scream of terror, “-Ahhh!!!” J jumped over the


    table and dropped down by Elder Randy’s side.


    She quickly examined him.


    His face was pale like a piece of paper. His breathing wasbored as though his throat was


    clogged. And his body trembled as though having a seizure-


    “He is poisoned!” J yelled.


    Elder Pierre gasped and tossed his ss on the ground. Beer spilled over the grass. The grass


    began to smoke and withered within seconds!


    “Somebody helps him!” Elder Pierre screams.


    J tore the man’s cor open to help him better breathe. Her hands were slightly shaking in


    panic.


    She couldn’t feel his pulse anymore!


    A steady hand caught her wrist.


    “I got this,” Westin whispered to her urgently.


    He knelt and tilted Elder Randy’s head backward and lifted his chin to open airway.


    Then he startedpressing the man’s chest and gave him rescue breaths.


    He carried on for a couple of rounds.


    Elder Randy took an abrupt inhale of breath.


    “It worked!” Elder Pierre gasped in thrill.


    the


    J put a finger underneath the man’s nose. She could now feel a faint airflow. “We should get


    him to the hospital!” J said loudly.


    “Guards!” Westin snapped.


    A group of guards rushed over and lifted Elder Randy off the ground.


    The crowd quickly parted for them toe through. There was a horrified look on every guest’s


    face.


    Westin wiped the sweat on his forehead with a grim look, “I should be at the hospital


    as well.”


    “I aming with you,” J said.


    The two of them hurried across the garden. The once lively dance floor hadpsed into aplete


    mess.


    This year’s Spring Ball ended on a very hasty and chaotic note.


    When J and Westin arrived at the clinic room in the castle, Elder Randy had already been taken


    into the emergency room.


    Doctors and nurses surrounded the bed, examining Elder Randy’s condition.


    Momentster, a doctor walked up to Westin, “We just did an initial exam of Elder Randy… He was


    indeed poisoned.”


    J clenched her fists.


    One of the senior elders got poisoned right under the nose of their King and with everyone


    watching.


    This was huge!


    Whoever did this has a lot of guts.


    “Is he going to make it?” Westin asked.


    The doctor hesitated, “We are taking his blood sample to theboratory to identify which poison it


    is…But I am afraid that we can’t develop a cure for him in time-


    “Then you will try!” Westin snapped, “I have got the best doctors in the Lycan’s world in this very


    room, and you are telling me that you don’t have the cure? Uneptable!”


    The doctor winced, intimidated by Westin’s aura.


    “T–There are very few poisons that can do this level of damage to a Lycan. I am afraid we have to


    study this poison from scratch before developing a cure. Yet Elder Randy’s liver is failing. I am


    afraid that there is simply not enough time….


    Westin looked enraged, “How long does he have?”


    “In the best scenario, days. But liver failure can happen in minutes. So Elder Randy might…any


    seconds…”


    Westin threw a punch at the wall, looking furious.


    His most trusted elder got poisoned right in front of him.


    Yet he couldn’t save him.


    “I don’t care!” He huffed at the doctor with bloodshot eyes, “You will save him. That is an order from


    the King!”


    The doctor trembled on his


    spot


    Just then, the monitor attached to Elder Randy’s body gave off a sharp noise and the nurse


    screamed, His blood pressure is dropping!”


    “Heart failure!”


    “Hurry do something–we are losing him!”


    There was a lot ofmotion in the clinic room.


    Just then, a group of people bust in through the door. Most of them were elders. Rushing upfront


    was Agnes, holding a small bottle of liquid in her hand.


    “I–I have the cure!” she shrieked.


    She shoved the bottle into one of the nurses‘ hands, “Hurry! Give this to Elder Randy!”


    The nurse grabbed the bottle urgently and shut the curtain, beginning the emergency treatment.


    “Why do you have the cure?” Westin asked in astonishment.


    Agnes wiped her teary eyes and wept, “Keavy died of food poisoning, remember? Ever since he


    died, I have been carrying a bottle of cure with me whenever I go. Oh god, poor Elder Randy…”


    “But you can’t promise that your cure is effective for Elder Randy’s poison, right?” asked an elder


    dressed in a grey cloak.


    J remembered this elder. Elder Lamonte.


    She met him once in the dining hall on her first night here.


    Agnes shook her head, “No, father…


    “Then we should find the criminal who poisoned Randy! And ask the criminal for the cure!” said


    Elder Lamonte boomingly.


    Westin nodded, “I will have the soldiers search the garden right away and see if the security camera


    captured anyone suspicious-”


    “You can do that. But I think the criminal is right by our side.”


    Elder Lamonte let out a coldugh, his eyes gleaming maliciously, “For example…Her.”


    An astonished gasp could be heard from the crowd.


    < rounded her eyes.


    …Elder Lamonte was pointing at her?


    Was he fucking crazy?!


    “This is nonsense-” she huffed.


    “Careful, Elder Lamonte!” Westin hissed darkly, “That is my Queen you are pointing at!”


    Lamonte putted his chest arrogantly, “I am perfectly aware. But she is the one who carried this


    barrel of beer into the venue. Everyone saw her bringing it in. She is the best suspect!”


    “That is your big reason?” J snapped, “I was simply helping out a maid who couldn’t lift that


    barrel-”


    “Where is this maid then? Nobody saw her,” Lamonte pressed.


    J snapped her head to Westin, “You saw that maid, right? When you walked up behind me?


    Westin hesitated..


    “…You told me that you were helping a maid. But I didn’t see her with my own eyes,”


    he said.


    J couldn’t believe this.


    The maid was standing right by her side!


    How could he not see her?


    “Then where is Annie? Lady Annie saw the maid!” J snapped.


    “Annie came with me. Let me go get her,” Agnes said.


    She left the clinic room and was back with Annie secondster.


    “Annie, you saw the maid with the barrel, right?” J asked in an urgent voice.


    Annie held her head down, trembling like a leave in the wind.


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    I don’t know what you are talking about, Lady J…” she said in a whisper.


    J froze on her spot.


    “What?” she stuttered in a trance, “You noticed that maid first. You even said to me that this maid


    would be punished by her supervisorter…How can you not remember?”


    Annie said nothing and simply shook her head hastily.


    Agnes rounded one arm around Annie’s shoulder and gently patted her back, “It is OK Annie. You


    said the truth. You are a brave girl.”


    J snarled, “What truth! This is a fucking lie-


    “Lady J!”


    Agnes raised her head and looked at J with watery eyes:


    “Cursing and scaring this poor girl won’t make your crime disappear.


    Maybe…maybe you should own up to it when there is still a chance and save Elder Randy’s life. I


    am sure the King will be merciful with your punishment.”


    J stood perfectly still.


    A chill was sent down her spine.


    She suddenly understood what was going on.


    …This was a trap.


    Carefully designed for her.


    She couldn’t be sure earlier…but Annie’s lie confirmed everything.


    Annie lied to frame her.


    And how had the power to manipte Annie?


    J red at Agnes with cold eyes.


    Secondster, she turned to Westin, “Do you believe in me


    Westin’s jaw tensed.


    …You have a motive,” he said sullenly.


    She wanted to punch him in the face, “What fucking motive?! I just met the man. You introduced him


    to me, remember?!”


    Westin leaned in and whispered in a voice that was only audible to the two of them, “Let me guess.


    Do you think that killing one of my elders will free you from our deal? My people will never ept a


    criminal as Queen. Is that what you think?”


    J found his theory so absurd that she almostughed, “Is that what YOU think?!”


    Westin looked straight into her eyes, “Yes. Because you are that smart to me. Hand over the cure


    and I can still protect you from the other elders. Or…you are on your own this time.‘


    J balled her fists, body shaking in rage.


    How could she hand over the cure that didn’t exist?


    But she didn’t have any proof of her innocence.


    So what should she do now?


    Fought back?


    Or own up to the crime she didn’tmit?


    Right at this extremely tense moment, a voice came from outside of the room


    -HOLD ON! I have a witness!!!