“A potion.” He turned to the next page. His head moving as he read down the page. He was leaned against the table. One fist propping him up, atop the table next to the binding. His legs were leaned back, and his shoulders were bent forward to hover over the book. Showing his intense interest in what he was reading.And his clear disinterest in my current panic.“I’d gathered that. But what?”What’s going to happen to me?Did he just poison me?He listed off several contents that sounded relatively harmless. Before looking up at me. His fingers still propped behind one page. “Relax. If I intended to kill you, I could’ve done it long before now.”“No, you couldn’t.” I said softly.“What in all this country, would make you think that?” His brow furrowed.“I’d raise the roof screaming.”“No o
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