After taking advantage of my dear husband, I forgot to tell him about the poisoning attempt. It's true he must know it, but we should discuss how to react.
The investigations of the guards won't bring any result, for there wouldn't have been any venom in my cup if they could do this work. It's someone from inside the Palace, and no one hates me as much as the Queen Dowager.
She does hate Ignis more than me, that's true, but reaching to him is way more difficult. Moreover, Ignis would suffer if I died.
I wouldn't have, of course. There wasn't enough poison to cause me any real damage. At most, I would have slept for a couple of days.
The doctor was so funny while examining me, by the way. He flew away without words as if followed by evil spirits.
«Have you heard about what happened yesterday?» I hear from a distance.
I'm in the royal gardens, not my own. Here, many people walk around and waste time as if they're immortals.
I was advised to be careful not to stay alone and not to eat or drink.
The suggestion to come here came from Princess Juliet. She wrote to me that the royal gardens were full of people and that I would be safe here.
It looks like the news has spread in the Palace. Even the Queen Dowager wrote a letter telling me she's relieved I survived. That woman really is something.
«Your Majesty, I'm glad you're here with us,» Juliet says with her usual, refined tone. Will I even master the art of looking princessly with each action or word? She's awesome!
«I was curious about life at court. I couldn't witness much till now.»
And, after sharing the bed with the King, the Queen can avoid working for the whole day. It's written somewhere in the rules, and I have witnesses who found me in Ignis's chamber.
That pretty much is the way to go. Overexert my husband to get a smaller workload. It's a little weird to have my private life exposed like this, but who cares? It's for a greater purpose: earning the right to doze off under the sun.
«Your arrival has changed this place,» the Princess sighs. «It's refreshing, your Majesty.»
«Refreshing?»
I glance around and find something weird. I couldn't notice before because I'm not used to the multitude of blonde people in this place. Yet, there are less than usual today.
More than one of the heads around us is of a darker colour. They're not yet black, for it would make it too obvious they're trying to imitate their Queen. But they're not blond like usual.
I'm not as naive to believe they did this out of admiration for me. They did it to attract my husband's attention, these little harpies.
The girls whispering next to us about yesterday's events notice how close we are, and they step away in a hurry.
«There was that messenger from the county where my cousin lives. I went to court to hear the response because I was curious about how his Majesty solved it. And there, the messenger read a complaint. It looks like his Majesty wrote two words only to the baron in response to his worries. That man has left the Palace without a solution, for his Majesty pointed out Alba has greater problems to solve at the moment.»
«Ah, yes, I know!» the other girl replies. «His Majesty wrote 'screw them'. What a diplomatic response... We have a wise King.»
Oddly enough, her voice has no trace of sarcasm. She's serious, damn it! Also, would she say the same if she knew who wrote that famous reply?
«In the end, it's not his Majesty's job to solve such matters. What do we care about what people do in their own homes and private rooms?»
What in the world is going on? Are they going nuts? Weren't ladies supposed to be refined and polite? What is this?
Oh, don't tell me... They're imitating my manners as well. It won't work, only I can be this pretty while being this clumsy and uneducated. And I knew Ignis before I knew what manners mean. He won't forget me just because someone else has the same demeanour.
«Don't pay attention to gossip, your Majesty,» Juliet says, noticing where my attention is. «Girls ought to talk, but not everything they say has value. Rather, how could someone slip poison into your cup? It's so frightening to think about it... What nerves; to target the Queen during her first day of rule!»
«Oh, nothing big,» I chuckle. «I didn't drink it in the end.»
«Thank goodness you noticed the poison... How was it? The person checking your food reacted, right? Thankfully, you have triers even for the evening tea...»
She presses a hand on her chest, sighing in relief.
«I'm sure you're familiar with it,» I say.
She winces, widening her eyes.
«Your Majesty?» She stutters in a principle of panic.
«You were the Crown Princess. I'm sure poisoning attempts were an everyday occurrence to you.»
«Oh, that...» she sighs. «I'm not sure. I was poisoned once; the first year I was here. I lost my baby at that time, and I couldn't have another one for long. But after that, nothing has happened anymore. I was safe and protected after... After the first time.»
She stops talking, bowing her head and contemplating in silence. It must have been tough losing her child. Also, it was her first year of marriage, poor thing... Alone, in a foreign place and with people wishing her death.
«It's over,» I reassure her. «Now, no one will target you or your child. And if they do, we will protect you.»
«Thank you, your Majesty!»
Returning to that 'screw them' letter... Maybe, it wasn't such a wise move. At the time, I didn't have any intention of helping Ignis with his reputation. So, I couldn't think he would sound even more tyrannical after my bright idea.
I have been sitting here, but none of the girls dares approach the Princess or me. It's a bit lonely, but I can bear it. Too bad I can't inquire more about the rumours and understand the severity of my diplomatic actions.
«Do you know what makes our life fun?» the Princess says while I'm still pondering about my refined answer.
«Yes?»
«Charity,» she says. «It's so nice to see how a little of our help can change people's lives... Especially with the kids! Also, your Majesty has not gone out of the Palace yet, except for the coronation parade. I guess it will help with the family's reputation, and with his Majesty's name, if you are seen doing some good actions or financing some poor orphanage.»
«Do you think so?» I ask her.
I was planning to do that, but isn't it early? Also, I need to notify my security detail in advance, which means telling Tobin I will go out. He will take care of the preparations, but there's a limit to how fast he can proceed... Oh, but stepping food out of the Palace seems like a fun idea, and it will help Ignis. I will give money and sweets to kids while telling them how handsome and wise our new King is!
Oh, maybe not too many words about the part about his handsomeness.
Someone has spent a lot of effort to ruin Ignis's reputation using his hair colour. It's time someone uses their tricks against them.
«I will do that,» I decide.
In the end, if the Princess suggested it without being openly asked, there must be some reason for it. Maybe, it's how she built her own reputation?
«Did you often visit orphanages during your time as Crown Princess?» I ask.
«Not as often as I'd like to have. But every time, it was special. It's lovely how children can be sweet to a stranger, isn't it? They sang a song for me.»
«Oh, how lovely,» I agree. «Do you want to come with me?»
«I'd rather not, your Majesty. It will be your first outing, and it's better if your image is the only one profiting from it. It might bring trouble if we're seen together on such an occasion, right? Oh, but if your Majesty orders me, I'll be glad to comply.»
«I wouldn't order you just because you refused,» I chuckle. «But I understand your worries and agree in part. I wouldn't care much about what people will think, though. You're too focused on the harpies living in this Palace. You should work for your and your daughter's happiness, Princess Juliet.»
«Your Majesty is so understanding,» she says, bowing her head. «I'm relieved my words didn't offend you.»
«Oh, if it was something you shouldn't have rejected, I would not have asked a question. Am I right?»
«Not everyone is as direct, your Majesty. With some people, it's difficult to understand their true intentions. Especially when they want you to guess their mind....»