Nevertheless, Gareth remained unfazed.
In fact, he appeared rather satisfied. At the very least, her ire was directed solely at him. Whenever he found himself in a predicament, she stood by him—engaged and vigilant.
Maybe, with a little extra endeavor, he could regain her affection.
“This location is rather uneasy to linger in. The feast must have concluded by now, don't you think?” Gareth inquired with a husky voice, interrupting his contemplation.
Elisa responded with a casual “Hmm.”
Colin had drugged everyone at the banquet. Detoxifying them posed a formidable challenge, yet it also presented an opening to take Colin down.
Elisa was reluctant to immerse herself in the Fawler family's matters or extend any more aid to Damian. However, circumstances had ensnared her.
As a healer, confronted with numerous individuals, she couldn't simply stand idly by and witness their suffering.
Sensing Elisa's contemplations and realizing she was on the verge of departing, Gareth swiftly took hold of her hand. “Where are you headed?”
“Colin drugged everyone at the banquet. I must whip up the antidote right here,” Elisa explained. The multipurpose pills she had prepared for Damian and Gareth served various purposes, but her supply was limited to a small bottle. It wouldn't suffice to distribute to everyone in attendance.
Hence, she had to concoct the medicine on the spot for the others.
“Well, I...”
Gareth started to rise, but Elisa gently pushed him back down. “Considering your current condition, it's best not to act recklessly. Rest well. Thomas, ensure he behaves,” she instructed.
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