His anger flared again, but this time, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment. He turned away, muttering curses under his breath, while the twins exchanged another bewildered glance.
His frustration palpable, he turned to Lian. "Get the antidote," he ordered, his voice edged with exasperation.
Lian nodded quickly, retrieving a red porcelain bottle from her pouch. She crushed the contents into a fine powder before handing it to her master. He glanced at it, then shook his head. "You feed it to him," he commanded.
Lian didn't hesitate. She immediately complied but his face flushed with realisation. "Wait," he said, grabbing her arm. "I will do it." He was afraid she might see something she wasn't supposed to see and ruin her innocence.
