"This pie is too spicy" she replied in between coughs as she waved her hand in front of her mouth.

I laughed in amusement, "it's a fruit pie lady Isabella, how could it be spicy. See." I said, taking a bite of the pie and putting it in my mouth. Chewing it slowly, I made sure to show my confusion. Even Killian looked at Isabella then at the pie with furrowed brows.

"How can this be. If you don't believe you can taste mine, Killian," replied Isabella making a pitiful face.

"You must be kidding, lady Isabella, how can the future duke of the Forchestire empire eat the leftover food by you? Even I or Cassius had never asked him to do so.`` I replied in a cold voice.

"But.. ugh" she took the sip of the wine in her hands and feet more bitter now.

The drink was not only the most bitter one, but it had strong alcohol. Soon, she would speak the truth. I only have to keep her talking and press more.

"What is happening with you aunt Isabella, are you okay?" asked Killian.

'Oh my poor child, worrying about the person who was scheming against him.'

"Lady Isabella, are you allergic to any fruit, just like lord Killian is allergic to raspberries? maybe that's why you are feeling like that?" I asked, making my face worried like Killian. "Or maybe you should taste again, it was all your illusion before," I asked as if I was contemplating options. Even Killian nodded agreeing with me.

"But your highness, I am not allergic to any fruit, only my sister and lord Killian are... Alright" she wanted to deny, but looking at our strong gazes darted on her, she nodded and hesitatingly picked the fork again, taking a bite with shaking hands she put it in her mouth and I could see the tears welling in her eyes. "Aahh.. spicy, it's very spicy" she shrieked putting her both hands in front of her mouth. "water, I need water," she shouted at the maids.

I eyed Norma and she put a glass in front of Isabella hastily.

She chugged the whole glass hastily, but when the taste hit her tongue, she threw the glass on the floor and shrieked again. Poor girl, she did not know that it was not the water but a very bitter medicine.

Though I would do nothing but clean the throat, as I did not want to hurt her seriously. Its taste was too bitter, very few can handle it.

I had to try my best to not laugh as Killian was there. "What happened this time lady Isabella."

I asked the girl who was coughing and puking, "I think you are not feeling well, are you allergic to pineapple in any way?"

The girl finally realised where she was creating a scene and controlled her best to look serene, but her face was red, she spoke, "the water was very bitter your highness. And I have not eaten pineapple right now, even if I am allergic to it."

"How can water have any taste, lady Isabella? It must be due to the pineapple pie you ate here.`` I emphasised again hoping the drink would effect and she would spit the truth out.

Though she was still red, she still replied bewildered, "your highness, this is not pineapple pie, buy a raspberry pie with a mix of blueberry."

"No, lady Isabella, it's a pineapple pie," I said again, even Killian nodded this time.

"How could this be, pineapple is not that spicy." she stuck to her point wiping her mouth as if would help her in decreasing the bitterness that was making her uneasy.

"Even raspberries are not spicy, lady Isabella. I wonder why you are so sure that it is a raspberry pie?" I asked again, she is just this close to speaking the truth.

In normal conditions, she would have realised what was happening and kept silent, but right now she was drunk and agitated because of the bitter taste and somewhat bewildered too.

"I know it's a raspberry pie because I was the one who asked the chef to make it," she spoke in a hazy state.

'Yes,' I wanted to clap right there. But controlled biting my lips, my face turned red due to controlling my laughter, but others took it as my anger.

Even Killian's eyes were wide for a second before turning back into a frozen state, his calm face was looking more dangerous right now as he eyed his aunt, "why did you do that?" he asked in a frosty voice.

Only then did Isabella realise what she had said, her eyes widened as she panicked more, "I mean, i... I wanted to eat the pie, Killian."

She spoke the lamest excuse that even fools won't believe, forget about Killian who had already understood everything.

"Even after knowing that Killian was allergic to it?" I asked putting more oil in the fire, in my villainous style.

She bit her lips as she had no reply, for it. She welled tears in her eyes as she looked at Killian pitifully, "Killian baby"

He raised a hand stopping her to speak further, "I think you are not feeling well, aunt Isabella. You should go and take rest." he replied without any emotion much less concern.

'Huh! That's it. Punish him Killian' I wanted to roar but kept quiet there.

"But Killian, I.." she spoke once more but Kilian beat her to it.

"Martha" he called his head maid

"Yes, lord Killian" she bowed coming forward.

"Escort lady Isabella to her carriage," he ordered and continued eating his pie.

Isabella had no option but to follow the maid, she bit her lip and walked out giving me a cold look.

I just flicked my hair in response, 'as if I am afraid of a punnie like you. I am the biggest villain of this era'