Chapter 231 – I Want to Play
Sira turned, her movements unhurried, and plucked a small glass vial from the side table. The liquid inside was a soft amber, catching the firelight with a lazy shimmer.
She swirled it once before stepping closer, letting the faint, bittersweet herbal scent drift between them.
Lux's gaze dropped to the vial, then flicked back up to her face. "This is just a low-level potion," he stated.
"At least for you," she agreed, her smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.
He tilted his head slightly, reading her. "Why bother?"
"Because…" She let the word roll, slow, like it was tasting him. "…I know you've got that regeneration and that healing trick of yours. This will work well with it." She paused, leaning just close enough for her voice to slide under his guard. "So I don't need to give you more help than this." Her eyes glinted. "Or… do you want to owe me more?"
His lips twitched faintly. "Makes sense."
