"How is it?" Kyrah pushed.
Initially, she had wanted to believe Kyrah had no idea what was going on but something about the goddess' behavior made her knit her brows.
"I don't like floral tea." She lied.
"Don't be silly. Everyone knows how much you love jasmine tea." Kyrah chuckled. "Rose tea is much tastier."
"I…" Delaney nervously shot a glance at Elifur. Was he behind this? There was definitely something in the tea or it wouldn't be such a huge deal.
Tired of the tension, Darius picked up Delaney's cup and brought it to his lips.
"Darius, no!" Delaney grabbed his hand in panic.
Kyrah rolled her eyes at her for overreacting. "Don't be dramatic. Do you think I would poison you? Even if I had such an intention, I would be crazy if I did it under your husband's watch, don't you think?" She then gently tried to pry the cup out of his hand. "It's for your wife. Son?"
