#Chapter 19 They Don't Matter

Landry POV Landry looks up from his conversation about painting the palace walls just in time to see Bernice take a deep inhale of the most dangerous flower ever. “Shit!” He shouts, racing over. His eyes scan the area, looking for detoxifying berries. This flower is known as an intense aphrodisiac, sending whoever smells it into deep and sometimes incurable lust. Not only would that hurt a normal person, Bernice is already ill, and Landry doesn’t even want to think about how that could hurt her. “No!” he shouts, pushing the flower from her hand. Her eyes are already glazed and she reaches out for him. He steps away just enough to grab the berries he’d spotted but she catches up to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply. Landry can’t help but kiss back, he’s always been powerless against Bernice’s kisses. Even under the influence of the dangerous flower, her lips are addictive, and her kisses are intense. Their