Eleanor's body froze, and her heart stumbled in her chest as she heard his order.
"Your…" Her voice trailed off, and her lips pressed into a thin line.
She opened her mouth again, but no words came out. She signaled to Bianca, but Bianca turned her face away.
Catherine reached into the folds of her gown and pulled out the small vial, handing it to Lucas, who in turn beckoned to Nathan.
"Check if it can also help relieve my headaches," he said casually, dismissing everyone with a wave of his hand.
Nathan nodded, opening the vial and taking a sniff before frowning slightly.
He poured a little into his palm and crushed it gently, but the powder suddenly began to change color, and he exclaimed in shock.
"This… this is not a relief aid, Your Majesty," he said, his hand trembling slightly, and Eleanor's breath caught in her throat.
She thought it was over.
"What is it?" Lucas asked, raising a brow.
