In search of an answer, Idan and Arabel turned their gaze to Esma, hoping that she would clarify the situation.
However, Esma was at a loss to understand what she had to do with it.
Esma noticed the couple's questioning gaze.
"Hey, hey, wait a minute!" exclaimed Esma, and her voice lost its former calm playfulness. She could no longer tolerate these accusations without any evidence of her involvement.
"Your damn lover took one of my potions, didn't he?" she asked, beginning to understand why she was being accused.
She had sold many of her potions, each with unique properties.
"And you're blaming me for that jerk of yours taking a potion and becoming like this? Then, bitch, blame all the blacksmiths for killing innocent people because they forged weapons and sold them to the wrong people. Why are you accusing me? I didn't personally pour the potion down his throat!"
"He's not my lover," Lucinda replied flatly. Then, taking a deep breath, she continued:
