Chapter 57

Sienna's eyes narrowed as she watched Beatrice laugh and chat with Rowan, her heart seething with jealousy. She knew that she could never get Rowan back as long as Beatrice existed, Beatrice was always one step ahead, always in the Prince's favor. And now, she has had enough of all this.

Sienna snuck into the castle kitchen, her mind racing with a sinister plan. She began to prepare to administer poison on the cup she was going to use to serve Beatrice tea later, her hands trembling with excitement and nerves all spiked up. She carefully rubbed the poison into the cup, her eyes gleaming with malice.

"Madam, what are you doing? Do you need help with anything," one of the kitchen servants asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Just preparing a special tea for the Prince and I to relieve stress." Sienna replied, trying to sound as calm as possible.

But the servant looked unconvinced.

"I didn't know the Prince was ill," she said, eyeing the container in her hand