I swallowed again and shook my head.
"No," I said.
I was trembling, scared of him now.
He looked like he was going to kill me at any moment from now on.
"You were poisoned." He said.
I stopped and stared at him blankly.
I knew that they didn't like me in his pack, but to think that they would poison me too?
But how?
Then I remembered the bread that had been served to me.
"Your food was poisoned." He said. "You could have died."
My heartbeat raced.
That meant I couldn't even eat.
Then it occurred to me. If I was poisoned, then that meant that everything else was poisoned, and the guard had eaten my cheese.
My heart fluttered.
What about him?
"What about the guard?" I asked quickly.
"What about the guard?" He asked me.