Honestly, Primrose thought Silas would be shocked to see her looking so refreshed this morning.
But strangely, he wasn't surprised at all. It was almost as if he had expected it.
It seemed like Primrose was right, there was a specific method required to activate the poison inside her medicine, and since he didn't get the chance to brew the medicine himself, he couldn't do it.
"Even so, let's take it easy today," Sevrin said. "It wouldn't be ideal if you ended up sick every time we studied together."
[I know His Majesty wouldn't fire me,] he thought, [but if I push the queen too hard and she keeps falling ill, something tells me the king won't just let that slide.]
[These foolish love birds … People like them always give me a headache.]
Primrose hadn't even done anything yet!
It wasn't her fault that her brain practically overheated yesterday from staring at columns of endless numbers!
