Thanks. Just what I needed to hear today.
She bustled over and grabbed my face with her bony hands, squishing my cheeks like I was a child. “What have you done to your poor face? So many cuts, bruises—goddess, even your energy feels cracked.”
“I need your potion. Now.” I swatted her hands away.
She blinked. “You already drank all the scent-masking bottles I gave you?”
“Not that one,” I snapped. “The other one. The one you used to experiment on me. The one that… changed me last time. I need it again. Urgently.”
Her eyes lit up. “Ah! Yes! Yes! Divine timing, sweetie! I thought you wouldn’t return after taking my last batch, even though we bonded last time you visited.” She started rummaging through drawers and jars with a speed that made my chest tighten with hope. “I was so inspired by
