Six days earlier.
Izlandi walked out of the cultivation chamber and sealed it as she was instructed by Lirian.
'I have ten days until the poison is ready, but before then I have a couple of things to do,' Izlandi thought while clenching the note that Lirian handed to her before she left.
They had spent hours coming up with a feasible plan, and while it was possible to pull of Izlandi had a few concerns to ponder over as she paced back and forth around her room.
'I have to do it even if it is humiliating,' she thought with conviction, that was the heart of her problem, she needed to convince everyone that she was suddenly happy about her fate as a concubine, and while she had a plan it was still humiliating.
Izlandi pulled opened a draw on her dresser, and slipped the note inside it, placing it right besides her second poisonous capsule, those would both be used on another day.
