Bound By Chains

The hate was not natural. The hate was pure. She had only one mission. And that mission was to end the king's life. Everything was because of him, her misery, her condition, her very sorrow was caused all by him. She'll kill him. Even though she dies in the process. **** "Tea your Highness." Bethany bowed down and offered the tea to the king whose attention shifted to her. "A tea served by your hands is too filthy for me to drink." He said blandly and her hands clenched tightly to the side of her gown. "I assure you your Highness,this tea will blow your mind." Literally, the tea was going to blow his mind. She had added a certain mixture that could explode if swallowed. He stared at the steaming cup for a moment before picking it.He did not see how she stiffened in anticipation, and she was glad he didn't. Minutes seemed like hours before he placed the cup on his lips, a chill now running down her spine. His lips curved into a smile, the cup moving slowly from his lips and offered it to her. "Why don't you try it first?." He nodded towards her and the tea but she only blinked at him in frustration. Just drink the king you stupid king! "I want you to drink it first, it will be nice seeing a light show up close." Bethany:"..."