rolling her eyes at him. they passed into quieter streets again, but she didn’t unlink their arms. “maybe. I will see what I can do.” she could. she smuggled many things into court without many knowing at all. she just needed to devise a plan and pick a suitable donor.

“a poisoned plum?” Daphne snorted, handing his plum to him after he took a bite. “if I wanted to poison you, you wouldn’t be able to guess it was happening.” nodding and moving on to the next stall. “mhm. eventually. don’t fret, it won’t disappear.”