“Of course, if time permits, let’s discuss it now rather than later,” Timothee nodded in agreement.
“Very well, is all of this agreed upon? I’m over the moon with this development, Lycan. Many thanks. I’ll strive not to let you down,” Prilly said, her smile as wide as the horizon, as she excused herself to step away, while Healer Cruz advanced with her proposal in hand.
Upon reading the title of the proposal, I nearly choked on my own spit. ‘An Ancient Medley Of Seven Blooms Potions.’
“Healer Cruz? Is this the name of the concoction you’re crafting?” I stammered, caught off guard by the poetic resonance of the title.
“Indeed, Luna Barbara. This is a novel concept I’ve conceived after poring over numerous tomes in many an ancient library,” Healer Cruz nodded with decorum.
“Yet, it whis
