The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

The queen looked taken aback for a moment before she looked around at everyone who was also staring at her intensely.     

"They... said it..." she stuttered.     

"No one did." Sir Rager answered as he looked at her with an unreadable expression.      

"How did you know that?" Sir Gregory asked her.      

"You... you all mentioned it!" She yelled defensively and looked at Damon. "Right?"     

Does it mean she knows about it?     

Does she have a hand in it?     

Does it mean she truly was with the Betas nightmare and had really used it?     

Those questions flew around.     

"It's not me! I didn't do it. Why would I kill him? Does it make sense to you?!" Her voice kept getting louder and louder.     

"We didn't say you killed him," Sir Rager said.      

"But that is what you are implying. You think our queen hid the Beta's nightmare somewhere just to poison Prince Harold's bride in the future?" Damian asked from the back angrily.      

All eyes turned to him. Many looked angry.      

This boy again.