#Chapter 68: The Potion

Almara I walked into Arthur's office, not bothering to knock. I had expected him about twenty minutes ago for dinner, but he hadn't showed up. So I put on my big girl pants and went to fetch him. I did not expect to see Arthur's father sitting across from the desk, Nor did I expect to see Arthur chugging some disgusting looking drink from a nondescript bottle. When his eyes fell on me, I could see the guilt in them. "What was that?" I asked nervously. Every instinct in me screamed that whatever was in that bottle wasn't good. Nothing Roman brought could ever be classified good. Arthur didn't answer me, Other than when I first walked in, he was doing his very best not to look at me. What was in that bottle? Arthur had never acted this way before. Roman looked between us, waiting for Arthur's answer and when it was clear that Arthur wasn't going to, Roman sighed dramatically. "Am I going to have to explain everything again?" I d