He tried to hide his smile. “That she did…you know, a few months ago she started coming here to share a glass of wine at night. When it began, it was around once a week. Recently it’s been almost nightly. I would like to think that she is finally trying to put the past behind us.” “Interesting,” I whispered. That must’ve been why she was in here a few moments ago, but something about all of that didn’t sit right with me.
Everyone is dense. OBVIOUSLY the queen is poinsoning him with wine
