Aboard the Grenville family's merchant ship, the *Osprey*.
Lord Vincent, the Royal Hound, seemed genuinely worried he'd be taken by the "Touch of the Kraken" and had been behaving himself for several days. Now that they had finally moved away from the North Sea, he could no longer suppress the frustration and resentment that had been building for so long. It erupted with full force.
"It's time."
With hands trembling slightly from excitement, he took out a bottle of pink potion from his suitcase.
"To win over the countess, I sold off Kingston's last property and lost my status as a close attendant of His Majesty. Now I have absolutely no way out. But I am favored by the Creator, and by chance, I managed to purchase a piece of forbidden knowledge—Witch Juice!"
