Rosa held the ornate bottle between her thumb and index finger, carefully opening the lid to take a whiff. The substance smelled exactly as she expected, sickeningly sweet.
"That's definitely what Elara consumed before she died," she mumbled to herself.
No matter how much she twirled or shook it, the transparent color of the liquid remained the same. While the contents were still a mystery to her, she was now certain that the potent substance had some serious aphrodisiac side effects.
Her insides churned with renewed sickness as she closed the lid and held the bottle up, staring at it again. It glinted in an ominously pretty way, catching the glow of the sunset in the drawing room and reflecting a rainbow of lights on Elara's magnificent portrait.
"...There are so many ways to make use of this bottle, but how should I choose?"
