I was much befuddled.
I turned to Kira. "The poison must had been very toxic, right? How then did I survive?"
I was wondering. Perhaps did Luther seek for the antidote? No, why would I think so?
Luther was heartless. He made me a mistress to humiliate me, all the seemingly acts of concern for my life must had been pretense, deep down I was sure he desired me to die.
"No one knows. Mallory said the antidote was a blood transfer, then his highness shortly left to your chamber. He told everyone to get out and stayed with you for about an hour. When he got out, your condition miraculously improved. People speculate he must have done a blood transfer on you."
I was baffled.
A blood transfer? He stayed with me for an hour?
I couldn't remember anything. The only thing I could remember in my sleep was the dream where I had stabbed him.
