Chapter 291. Liquor

Lexcis Aeden Revia

I believe I need to sober her up or get her out from here. I suspect that whatever she is on was in her meals.

"Can Ray trade seats with Chantel?" I ask her, despite the fact that it is a simple inquiry. I do not want Chantel so close to my father. He has been leaning in and whispering various things to her. From the corner of my eye, I see Chantel disputing with Levi over the dagger.

"Seriously?"

"Yes," I say matter of factly.

"I do not think she will agree," Ray responds, but I am not concerned with what Chantel wants. I clearly care, but it is more about what she needs.

I turn my attention to Chantel. It is hazardous; I know she will battle me about it, but I say it anyway. "Darling, could you just come sit next to me?"

She stops in the middle of her disagreement with Levi, giving him the opportunity to grab the blade and walk away.

"What?" she asks, sque