Resting her head upon Marcus’ shoulder, she discovered an anchorage as substantial as a mountain, his aura a source of unwavering support.

Her eyelids found solace in closure as she inhaled his comforting essence, eventually succumbing to slumber upon his sturdy perch.

In the twilight hours, Millie stirred, awakening to an unoccupied chamber. Donning attire, she disembarked from the bed.

Below, a cacophony of activity persisted, though her attention remained undrawn, attributing the commotion to the arrival of one of Marcus’ comrades.

Venturing onto the balcony, she gazed into the distant expanse, a tableau of unexpectedness interjecting the scene as an unannounced guest infiltrated the chamber.

“Millie, word of your poisoning reached my ears. How remiss of you to acquaint yourself with the venomous blossoms of the tripterygium wilfordii. Exercise caution in the days ahead, lest a reckoning befall you.”

smile harboring a

only one purpose: to imbue Millie’s ordeal with the

for her reappearance was the retrieval

restored to its former vitality, abruptly assumed a frigid pallor. Astonishment coursed through her veins-Rhea had

heel, despite her compromised state of well-being, Millie’s gaze

hand that introduced the venomous pollen into my drink.

it Led to your demise, I would have inevitably found

trifling punishment indeed. In solitude, it could have inflicted excruciating torment

veiled in a frosty veneer,

Marcus is conveniently stationed downstairs. Lay a finger on me, and I shall promptly

hand brushed against an adjacent vessel, precipitating a clamor that inevitably seized the attention of the gentleman beneath. Hastened strides punctuated his ascent

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