A King's Ransom

"Even if I possessed the remedy, I would not part with it." Isolde's rapid, unyielding denial hung heavy in the warm air of the newly heated room. Breaking the tense silence, she smoothly flicked a cool, condescending glance over Sylvan’s rigid posture. "And those remedies you took from me? I only obtained them through deceit to win your favor. I have mended my ways now. I am done with thievery."