"It makes no little difference to me whether you die in your sleep or I take your head on the morrow. But if I have to behead you, House Ryswell might be unwilling to bend the knee and I would have to...replace them," he lied through his teeth. Oh, she was right. He did not want that version of his parentage coming out in the open in such a way. Few would outright believe it, but given enough time, it might gain traction. It was also bad to start his reign by chopping off the head of a noblewoman like a common criminal, guilty of high treason or not. If she took the poison, he'd hit two birds with one stone.