Chapter 66

Diala had not known the full extent of the arsenic she had been poisoning Fabian with until she saw him that morning, in the weak light of dawn that was coming in shafts from the window. He looked pathetic and pitiful, especially with his servant trying to hoist him up and give him water. After he had collapsed from the poisoning the last time, Diala had emotionally distanced herself from him. It was better, she thought to herself, so as not to burden herself unnecessarily. But now, looking at him, she felt so much sadness and pity for the man that was her husband and who had loved her. When the tears started to pool in her eyes, she did not know.

"You called for me?" She said as she walked closer to the bed where he lay.

"Yes," he said and coughed. "We are under attack, my love, and word has it that it is the army of Gladion that is at our city gates. I don't know why this is, Diala. I have not done anything to offend your father. I have be