 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
A pleasant tasting potion was important in Helena’s opinion. How else was one supposed to properly consume them if they had a nasty taste? She did not fancy herself choking nor gagging over any. “That all sounds promising,’’ Helena spoke up, her nervousness now beginning to dissipate at Jane’s reassurances. Now she was even more certain that she wanted to take the Potion. It was going to benefit all involved in her life.
Helena would not lie: some amount of disappointment reared its head when it was mentioned that Violet would not be with her during this crucial time. But she also did understand the wiseness behind Jane’s reasoning. “No, that’s fine.” She grinned impishly. “If she’s here, she’d be asking if I remember anything every minute or so. No, Jane. You did the right thing.”
A deep breath was taken.
“Okay,’’ Helena said, adjusting herself comfortably on her bed so that she was propped up against pillows. “I’m ready. Do the Healers need to oversee this?” Otherwise, she was going to have the potion now. |