"How am I supposed to believe you now when you almost killed him?" Lara was deeply enraged, and Esme was alarmed by her sudden anger. She did understand why, but...
" I didn't " she bit back sharply in response. She could never do anything to harm him. Lara saw the look in her eyes, her demeanor softened, and with a small sigh, she sat back. Obviously aware of the eyes lingering on their table. She adjusted her tone to be softer than earlier, clearing her throat before she spoke.
"Then explain to me what you did," she said, giving her a pointed glare in case she wanted to lie her way out of it.
"Every night before he slept, I gave him potions. None of them were meant to harm him. Just for him to sleep better." She defended, however, Lara looked anything but convinced by her statement.
"Yet he somehow fell unconscious," Lara answered sarcastically
