Poisoned
Oscar He eyes the woman as she mixed the thick salmon color liquid Eric brought back, inside the beaker and stirred. “Drink,” she demanded holding the beaker up to his lips. Ju is the only person he knows that didn’t give a rat’s behind went it came to her potions. A king, drinking out of a beaker is unheard of and he stares into her eyes, looking to see if he could perhaps read her. Not actually read her but Ju doesn’t lie to him. But the reason behind his hesitation is because now he doesn’t know if it’s Ju or not. If the familiar was inside the mage, then clearly it won’t be disturbed that Anthony’s a vampire because it already knows. “What did I say to you about why I had bitten Katherine?” “What?” she responded with, a slight furrow creasing her forehead. “Just answer?” “Uh,
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