My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 94

Kanan was more than eager to come to the celebration ball with me. He immediately offered that he would introduce me to some of his supporters that would be present at the event. I was already convinced that choosing him as my so-called partner would be beneficial for both of us. He lived like an outcast for most of the thirty years of his life, staying in the shadows of the Palace that was supposed to be his home. He had to avoid all of the stronger semi-nobles and mixed-breed servants because mother nature didn't give him overly-grown muscles so he could fight for respect. Nonetheless, Kanan had been given other unique abilities. He was pretty much a genius. He was like a golden child, multiplying large numbers in seconds and swallowing advanced quantum physics as light reading before sleep. All those vampires who had lost their titles but still had quite a fortune gathered over the centuries adored him since he was giving them bits of financial advice and reviewing their latest projects. They respected him, but they couldn't show it openly, merely because Kanan was unable to fight for himself. I could understand him, and I wanted to become his strength, and he knew that having me by his side would help him attract more supporters, especially because I had the Royal Army on my side…

"You've become famous in just one day. Elora must be furious," he giggled.

"Great. I love to piss off my enemies." I rolled my eyes.

"It's a good thing that she would probably be wrapped around the King all evening tomorrow, so it's highly doubtful she'd make her move to hurt you," he claimed, trying to wave off my worries.

Unfortunately, he just increased the anxiety within me. "Why would she be wrapped around Sariel? I thought she hates him, doesn't she?" I laughed nervously, silently praying that Kanan would confirm my words.

"Hate him?" Kanan burst out laughing, "She was obsessed with him for as long as I remember. Didn't you know? The reason why she wants you dead isn't because you could jeopardize her plans, but because she wants the King for herself."

"Shit," I cursed under my breath, realizing my naivety.

I would rather she aim for power and not for the man I loved, especially since I knew that he was going to sweet-talk her. At that moment, it looked like Sariel's plan could easily backfire in a way I surely wouldn't like.

"Elora most likely killed every girl that got close to Sariel Calvet, you know?" he tossed casually, pouring me another glass of champagne.

"Good to know," I sighed, with a nervous smile.

"Including the human girl he claimed he loved…" he added and paused.

"Laura…?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yes, that was her name." He nodded, confirming.

"That can't be right. I remember that Sariel killed her by accident. He sucked her dry because of the full moon," I stated, hoping to prove him wrong.

"Well, do you really suspect someone as strong and composed of killing someone simply because it was a full moon?" he chuckled. "I cannot prove that, but I guess that Elora sent someone to poison Sariel Calvet that night. The poison wasn't strong enough to kill him, but it was efficient enough to increase his bloodlust to an insane level."

"How can you be so sure it was her?" I asked suspiciously.

"I know my sister isn't clairvoyant, but all of the servants who witnessed those events remember her celebrating this girl's death the night before she died. Makes you think, doesn't it?" he smirked.

Chills ran down my spine. I already knew that Elora was capable of implementing all kinds of schemes, but pulling off something like poisoning Sariel at his own home would have been a truly bold move.

"So… I shouldn't probably drink or eat anything she gives me, right?" I smiled wryly.