Chapter 110: Finally went right
Eleanor was puzzled by Abrielle’s confidence, she narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Then how do you plan on proving your claims? My favourite tea cup has already been contaminated by a maid. Honestly, if you admit your mistakes and pay for the damages, I will forget this ever happened."
It was a threat. Abrielle was even a bit wary that maybe the plot didn’t follow through this time, but she was already too far gone to turn back now. She bowed submissively at the Queen making it seem like she was about to apologize.
"I am sorry if my claims have ruined the atmosphere, but I stand behind my previous claims." Abrielle declared before turning her attention to Callista. "Callista, are you certain that she isn’t poisoned, and if someone else is brought to examine her, it will be the same result."
Callista shook and then clutched her dress. "Are you accusing me of siding with the maid? You are accusing me of treason Princess Abrielle." Callista said nervously as she shook.
Abrielle arched her brows at the priestess, what was wrong with her? Without batting an eye Abrielle admitted. "Yes, I am accusing you of treason. So I will ask once more are you sure you are not mistaken."
Callista nervously bit her lips, looking like a true victim. It made Abrielle sick to the stomach. "I am sure, the maid isn’t poisoned."
Abrielle nodded, then glanced at the Queen, "I guess that is it." She sighed, then took the same cup the maid just drank from and poured in the fine tea that was light green in colour. It had a refreshing scent.
Everyone was focused on Abrielle to see how she was going to be able to manage the situation. The slurping sounds of the tea being poured stopped and Abrielle turned towards Callista and offered her the drink.
"You must be exhausted after using it for energy. How about you take a drink." Abrielle offered, and she observed a fleeting emotion go through Callista’s eyes. She bowed submissively at Abrielle and then said. "I can’t use a cup that has been used by a maid, Your Highness."
Abrielle’s brows twitched but she still maintained her serene expression. "That is rich coming from someone who was once a slave. There is nothing wrong with sharing the cup, and there is nothing wrong with the tea. I see no reason why you will refuse such finely made tea that will Improve your magic. Unless it is otherwise." Abrielle’s words placed Callista in a difficult situation.
"I am sorry, but for purification reasons, I can’t share the cup." Callista insisted.