C241 Poisoned(Pt-2)

He was a tall person almost the same in height as Sir Deon but thinner wearing a white long robe with a golden border. His brown hair was tied to a ponytail which came to his hips in length. He wore white gloves.

“I had a feeling I was poisoned and you say it was just a mixture?” She frowned at Deon.

Her body agreed with the complaint as it still felt the pseudo pain on her body