Toxic Intentions

Alek stared at her father as panic swept over her. He shook his head and she bit her lower lip, clutching at the sides of her dress. She paled as she ran over to her father, tugging his jacket sleeve. 

The servant set the food onto the table and exited with the cart once more. He bowed to the family and exited the rooms once more. 

Once the door clicked closed behind him, Alek ran from her father to her brothers. "No, don't eat it!" She cried, tears rolling down her pale face. She grabbed their hands and dragged them away from the table of food. 

Eriks and Alexi stared at her frowning. "What's wrong, Alek?" 

Alek sobbed as she hugged Eriks and Alexi in turn. "It's bad. It's bad. The bad people are trying to hurt us," she sobbed.

Daniil leaned over the table and carefully examined what the attendant brought. His expression serious and attentive as he investigated what caused his daughter distress.