Diana
My plan was simple.
I remembered how sick I was. I remembered the upset stomach that the foxglove gave Edric.
This meant something.
While poison couldn’t kill him, he could be harmed.
If he could be harmed, there’s no reason he couldn’t fall sick.
I just needed him to fall sick enough to where he couldn’t chase me when I eventually decided to make my leave. This time, I could be more careful about my movements and make sure not to fall into any holes.
At this point, I felt guilty even doing this, but the human penchant in me to be free was just too strong.
Edric would live. I wasn’t sure I would find the need to live if I kept waking up in this old, boring mansion.
And so, every day, since I was the one that prepped his meals, I added a little bit of Cangeic spice. It was a
