Damian felt his head aching, his eyes shuddered open slightly but before he could see anything clearly, his eyes went forth and back into oblivion. He felt his entirely body reacting to the drink he had drank like he was a beginner to its interactions.
His stomach felt empty like a vacuum cleaner just siphoned everything inside him, his leg shivered as he made to be back on his feet but he could barely lift them. He was laid on the bed in master Tristan's room, he looked around but could not find anyone. Sweet dropped from his face as his breath became hasten. He coukd vividly tell the effect of the wine on him, he took an overdose and it tends to affect him in a psyche way he could not even explain.
He felt a sting on his left hand, he took a look at it and he noticed a bandage. It was
