Lady Croff extended a bowl of green liquid towards Nesrin.
"This will help with the pain,"
"Ah-huh?"
She took the bowl with hesitation and looked at the liquid suspiciously. It didn't seem appetizing, moreover the stench of herbs was revolting.
"It's about time his highness arrives," Lady Croff turned towards the door, then she thought about something and leaned closer to Nesrin's ear.
Her voice dropped in a whisper as she continued.
"The potion will be bitter but remember to drink it completely. I was in Princess Lillian's service during her wedding night. His majesty can be too rough."
Nesrin turned into a deep shade of red, and then all colors drained off her face as she realized the depth of Lady Croff's words. She quickly downed the bowl's contents down her throat.
The taste made her want to throw up, but she controlled her urges.
Lady Croff gave an approving nod before striding out of the room.
Nesrin bit her lips.
