Chapter 393

I sit and sip and do my damnedest to not make a face. It tastes worse than it smells, but the moment the lukewarm liquid rolls down my throat, I feel relaxed and calm. The nausea that has been simmering in the pit of my stomach is all but gone. A small sigh escapes my lips and I know the witches heard it. Rhiannon is better at hiding her pleasure. Loretta, however, is smug and I can’t help but thr