"Do you know what I've been poisoned with?" I looked at Ashton, my eyes pleading with him to tell me the truth, to give me some answers as to what happened.
"You came into contact with sage. We think it was blended and turned into a paste. They cover a knife or their claws with the stuff which acts as a slow poison to you."
"But, but why?"
"Because you're a part demon and sage is purifying. It's your poison. It weakens you." My eyebrows furrowed as I pushed down onto the bed with all of my might, forcing myself to sit upon the wrought iron bed.
"No Ashton. You don't understand. How did they know that it was poisonous to me? How did they know I was a part demon? You said when I was attacked that demons were mythical. You said that they didn't exist. So how did they know?"
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