Chapter One hundred-twelve

"Drink this." Gracie heard.

She rolled over to the source, it turned out to be Cordelia, sitting on the bed with her and holding a glass cup. She groaned and rose, she collected the cup from her.

"Thank you." She appreciated and checked the content. It was dark looking and smelt like the mixture of metallic, egg, and mint together in a cup.

"W…what is inside?" she squeezed her face while looking in.

Cordelia pushed the cup closer to her mouth, "Drink up, kid. It's good for your condition." Gracie was baffled but she obeyed.

She gulped down quickly and un-breaking. She gagged and wiped her mouth clearing every trace of the herb. "Why does it taste so numb and-"

"Parching." Cordelia completed as Gracie clicked her tongue sampling the aftertaste. "It's wolfbane."

"Wolfbane!" Gracie gasped and dropped the glass which splatted on the floor and broke into pieces,