"What is that supposed to mean?" Grayson's voice turned hard, and he looked at his subordinates, who were responsible for the safety of the event.
It was one thing for the princess to be attacked outside the protected area, but being attacked at a party that was supposed to be the safest was unforgivable.
"I am unsure if my words left any room for confusion, Grandpa," Cyrus said.
The man usually acted docile and tamed before his grandfather, but if he acted like this… Grayson pressed his lips.
"You aren't one of those who make a move without preparation. What have you found?" Grayson asked.
Cyrus nodded and clapped his hands. Gregory walked into the hall with his men, who brought the coffin that contained the dead body of the waiter.
The lid of the coffin was lifted, and everyone looked at the dead body in shock.
Were their eyes deceiving them? A poison this dangerous was brought to this party?
