۞ XIV ۞

"AND WHAT A TASTE," DONNA GIGGLED. AFTER SHE GOT BACK to the table, she purposely sat on his lap and took the magical sacks with the two books for him. "Here, I read them and added lots of notes on them. I'll read yours in the day to come and then I'll give them back to you with all of my notes before I'm gone."

Gone. Two days left. Fuck. I don't want to think of that. "I'll cherish forever, Donna!"

"I know you will," she whispered and kissed him softly.

"So, how are ya gonna do ya stuff now, lil' cat? What are yer plans for yer last two days?" Grover asked slowly, not to trigger her.

I'm not going to get any sleep. Two entire days awake. I still have lots of things to do. Can't waste my hours sleeping. "I'll have to be more careful because they think I'm still unconscious in my chambers, so, I'll have to stay put for a bit, at least for the next day. I'm not in a state where I can be full psycho yet, especially now that my hearing isn't so go and my vision was cut on half… literally. I can't run because my leg is hurt, and my back also makes it hard in the raw state it is. But I can still kill them."

"Do you want any kind of help?" Lewis asked.

Donna licked her lips, "Can you take care of Miriam's for me? Of her husband? Torturing him as I did to the others won't be viable because you might get caught and that won't be good. But you can do it clean and in a way, people will believe it was me. That why you won't be punished," she played with his hair.

"How?"

She took another magical bag of her pocket and handed it to him, "I bought with me on a hurry. You keep it with you all the time, okay?"

Lewis blinked, "What is inside this one?"

"My bow, the bag with all the seventy arrows I made, my long sword, and more fifteen short daggers, and ten long ones. There also a set of ten magical bombs I made a year ago, they are explosive and contain a mixture of my Hell Fire with the same poison from the weapons. And" she took a deep breath, "a set with twenty glasses of the poison. You need to generate immunity to it, but it's a tricky process. Playing with poison overall is dangerous, so you must do exactly what I tell you!"

A firm nod. "I will!"

"Good," she kissed him again. "Look, there is a drop count I also projected with obsidian, and it isn't poisoned, but it's made for you to deal with poison. Every day, you will put one drop of it in your drink. Not two, not three, not half of one. One. One drop per day, for 100 days. Three months and a bit. Do it right when you wake up. It may cause dizziness, nausea, headache, and a light fever, but it'll pass. You must get through it. One drop per day, for exactly 100 days. That way, you will build 1% of immunity per day. After 100 days, I guarantee you it'll be safe to be cut with it. But be careful, Lewis, because there is no antidote for this concoction!"

"Don't worry babe, I'll follow your instructions thoroughly." He frowned, "But how did you learn these numbers if you are the one who made this poison?"

Attempting and getting it wrong, of course. "I may have tried to build 5% of immunity per day, and it caused me to have a heavy fever for a week. Then I tried 4 drops, then 3, then 2, and only when I began to drink 1 per day it worked. So, don't be stupid and try to make it quicker. 100 days it is. It'll go away quickly. So, do not get yourself wounded by any of my weapons, got it? Not until at least 90 days have passed, and if possible, only after the full 100 days."

"Ya is really a prodigy, isn't ya, lil' cat?"

"Well, what can I say, Grover?" She giggled. "I couldn't lose the golden opportunity when I saw that giant Silver Moon viper in the woods around our castle. 17 feet long, believe me, it was a big monster. Though I only need to send a small ball of my Hell Fire into its throat for it to die, quite disappointing!"

"Ya hunted that huge snake, ma' love? Scary!" Raye shivered.

Lewis caressed her now evenly cut hair, "She's brave."

She winked at him with her only eye, "I must be. But well, as I was saying, I took the opportunity to make a strong poison. And thankfully, because the Silver Moon viper was really big, it contained a ridiculously amount of deadly poison. That's why I used so much and still have a lot. I mixed with the belladonna I planted on my side of the garden, plus the venom from the twelve BMs I killed and hid."

Grover tilted his head, "BM? Are ya talkin' in code now?"

Donna giggled, "BM stands for Black Mamba, that dangerous snake that has a poison strong enough to make you bleed from all the pores of your body. I already had built immunity to it, and to Belladonna, so I slowly build it to the Silver Moon viper, and later to the powerful combination of the three that became something else entirely!"

"Can we also build immunity to it, ma' love? Since ya gave us daggers too. We can follow yer instructions." Raye suggested.

"Aye. Better than killin' ourselves with it accidentally!"

Guess they have a point! Donna opened the small bag and took two of the six drop counters she made, then two closed glasses of the poison. "One for each. Each glass lasts more than 100 drops. So, in case you want to kill someone with it, mixing on their food or drink, 10 drops will be enough. Don't mix your glasses, and do not drink from each other's. Also, keep it away from anyone else's reach or it might end in a funeral!"

Lewis grinned amused, "How do you know 10 can kill?"

"I've tasted it. On people who deserved, of course. I do not kill innocents. But yes, I've used one glass of it to simply poison some people. 15 drops cause quite the damage. 20 drops destroy the person from inside out, it's a glorious death. But 10 kill without making you a suspect," though the times I used I put 15 to 20 drops, because why not? What could they do to me? "It's safer if you don't want to dirty your hands!"

They all looked at one of my daggers that were on the table, "How many drops did ya drown these on, lil' cat? Ya had said ya used yer magic to make the blades absorb the poison."

Donna took the dagger by the blade, cutting her hand with it, showing them how it didn't really do anything to her, "21 drops," she grinned wickedly. "Isn't it a poetic number for me?" To kill people with 21 drops of poison when I'm fated to die at 21. It's simply fair. "The best is that it's a poison that acts slowly, so it's a painful death."

"Gods' above," all three of them gasped.

"Can you stop harming yourself?" Lewis groaned, taking her hand away from the blade. "We get that you are immune, and that's beyond amazing, but don't hurt yourself. You are already wounded, Donna. Too damn wounded," I can't let her do this shit. Does she have no sense? She's already so hurt. It hurts to see her like this.

She pressed her lips together, "Sorry. But, Raye, Grover, you must be careful, okay?"

"Aye, aye, aye, we'll be careful, lil' cat!"

"Does it taste weird, ma' love?" Can I put on food without the person noticin' it?

Hah, she's clever. "No taste at all. Putting on a drink or on the food won't change the taste of it. If you try anything like this, I suggest you do it after you gain immunity. Then, you can poison both yours and the target's food. You act as if you had been affected, and then bam, you aren't a suspect, but a second victim!" Best way to use poison against someone you know. Especially on a noble circle where attempted murders with poison happens so often. I've done it thrice using this method, but with low-ranking nobles who messed with me. "It'll work. But remember, 10 drop to stay untouched!"

"You are quite skilled at poisoning, Princess," when they all turned around, he was leaning on the door frame, watching them.

"Thank you, I'm aware," she grinned.

"You fooled the Marquis and his family quite amazingly; I also fell for it. It was amazing," then he took off the daggers she gave him. "So, I can't cut myself with them or I'll die painfully, is that it?"

He's dark skinned, black trimmed hair, tall, with muscles everywhere. I had no idea he was this attractive under that armor. "Yes. A horrible death, to say the least. Did you hear everything? I thought they said you slept like a stone," she mocked.

Is she playing with me? And why is she sitting on the boy's lap like that? Gods' she's still a Princess! "I did, but you are so damn noisy that I woke up, Princess," then he came closer and sat on the chair on her side, putting her legs up on his lap and gaining a glare of Lewis. "So, can I have some of that poison to get immune too?"

"Are you scared of dying by falling on your own dagger?" Hah, is he going to massage my feet? Why is he taking off my boots? "I bet you wouldn't want that, would you?"

I don't like him. Ugh, I really don't like him. "Quite the fun death that would make, no?" Lewis grinned mischievously with his hand going to Donna's hips possessively.

"It would, wouldn't it?" Goldsmith grinned at him as he began to massage her feet and Lewis clenched his jaw annoyed. "So, can I have some of that, Princess?"