"I didn't do any magic." Kresi tells him with a straight face, "I can't do magic. My channels are broken. I can't make a contract with a spirit either. Why do you accuse me of something that I can't do?"
"That… I saw with my own eyes." He points at his brother's little back. The symbol from the paper has disappeared. He takes the vial from her hand and sniffs. It smells like ehr. "What is this?"There's a faint smile on her red lips. "What do you think?"
"Is it what I think it is?" He narrows his eyes dangerously.
"How would I know what you are thinking?" She can't help but tease him. It's part of her habit to play with the prey before she butchers them. She frowns at the thought. Why did she think of bully this dumb prince? But it sort of feels like he's asking for a beating.
