CHAPTER 165: The Supportive Sister

Yanarym cleaned her lips, as she felt that there was blood left after coughing so much. Her intuition proved correct as the hand she used to wipe her face revealed crimson stains. Without a second thought, she nonchalantly brushed the blood onto her nightwear and turned to glance at Fin.

A wave of relief washed over her, knowing that her fit of coughing hadn't disturbed his slumber.

"Almost fifty minutes," Yanarym's face lit up with a smile as she looked at the timer and saw the numbers indicating a successful experiment.

She was somehow bothered yesterday because she couldn't test her poison the day before due to Fin's constant presence. Being stuck with him all day, Yanarym had to postpone the testing until today.

After all, she did not want him to witness her pathetic state. 

'Anyways, it's a success,' she thought as she no longer had to think about the delaying effect of the poison today and she could focus on preparing for the royal dinner.