"How do you feel?" Caius asked, changing the subject once again before Rose could even recover from the last one.
Rose nodded hard enough to make herself dizzy. "I am fine. Your Majesty should be more worried about his health."
Caius chuckled. "Don't worry, it's not the first time I've been poisoned. As always, Wresthal makes nasty poisons. This is negligible."
Rose didn't think there was anything negligible about this. She had never seen the crown prince look like this—ever. It was troubling, but what was even more disconcerting was that it didn't seem as though he was blaming her. She should feel relieved, but it only made her more antsy.
"You've been poisoned before?" Rose asked in horror as his words registered.
There were many things she didn't know about the crown prince, and she had already seen enough evidence that things weren't easy for him—the unexplainable scars, and now, casually saying he had been poisoned before.
