Chapter 10 Poisoned

• Ansel raised his head from his seat at the end of the table when he heard Trinia walk into the dining hall. Frowning, he observed her attire, disappointed that she had disregarded his request for her to wear a white dress. Instead, she appeared dressed as if she were attending a funeral.
• "What the hell is she wearing?" Alexa, seated on Ansel's left-hand side, also noticed Trinia's inappropriate outfit. "I thought you specifically asked her not to wear that dress again. Why is she dressed like this?"
• Ansel didn't respond but clenched his fists, scowling at Trinia as she approached him. "Your Highness," she greeted, bowing before taking a seat opposite Alexa. "I hope I'm not late?"