Chapter 94: Love letters

"And now drink," Nikola said as the children looked at the tea-like potion in front of them.

"What is this going to do, father?" Nathaniel asked. He had tried to call Nikola mother once and Nikola had told him that even though he looked the oldest, that title actually fell to Ryota.

Nathaniel had taken it as a sign that his heir title was in danger and had proceeded to apologize after that.

"It will make you all so charismatic that you will have no other choice but to like one another," hopefully, Nikola thought to himself.

 Curses, especially if they were the last words of someone, were tricky things. But this charisma potion was made in winter with fresh snow. There had been some theory behind how the purity of the snow got rid of all the impurities of the spirit, but Nikola hadn't listened all that attentively as the Celtic druid had droned on and on.

"I will be the most charismatic!" Ryota said as he began to sip from the potion.