Mallory sighed. She should have known they’d be expensive. “Do you have anything that isn’t so costly.”
“You can charge the cost of them to your patients,” the apothecary suggested.
“The people I’ve been helping don’t have that kind of money,” Mallory said.
“What about a recipe for one of them that can be made as a herbal tea?” Brodie asked.
“Yes, that would be good.” Mallory frowned. “Maybe. How long would a tea last?”
“Two minutes for a dull senses tea or five minutes for a strong dull senses tea,” the apothecary said. “Fifty gold pieces for the recipe.”
“Fifty!” Brodie exclaimed. “That’s ridiculous.”
The apothecary shrugged. “Take it or leave it. I’m not about to argue price with you. My prices are set.”
They didn’t have fifty gold pieces and there was no bank here. Not that she
