"Drink it," Ade orders, sliding the glass to me.

"What?" I let out a small huff of amusement to hide the nervousness I am currently feeling.

_He knows. He knows for sure._

"Drink it. Go on," he dares.

I furrow my brows, acting confused. "Why? Ade, are you okay?"

"Come on, Trouble. Are you scared?"

"Ade-"

He steps forward. Ade is now towering over me intimidatingly. I swallow hard and hold my breath.

_He knows._

"Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?"

I mix the poison into her glass of champagne subtly when no-one is looking before I hand it to Anastasia with a plastered smile.

"Thanks!" she gives me a smile back — a genuine smile.

She brings it up to her lips and I swallow. Something comes over me and I take it off of her, "Oh wait! I don’t think this one is washed properly. I can see lip stains."

"What?" the princess frowns slightly. "I don’t see any-"

"I’ll go get you a new one!" I walk away before she can protest me anymore.

I rush over to the champagne table and place the glass on it. I exhale deeply. I can’t do it. I can’t.

"Why?" Ade questions. "Why are you trying to kill the princess? Your best friend-"

I sit down on Anastasia’s floral sofa. "Ade, please."

"She is your best friend! She has never done now wrong to you!" He paces around Ana’s common room. "I don’t understand-"

"If I don’t kill her, he will kill Cyrus. I cannot lose my little brother."

(Based off of my WOF series)