Escape

But soon she had an idea, she decided to behave with the weakest of them as he would like if he could transform her physically, first into a famous star to deceive his mistrust, any star. She explained this first falsely humble inquiry, to make her feel less miserable. The idiot accepted without much distrust, and even taught her, as a reward, the magic trick. The second and last thing she demanded from him was some Bronsa flowers, usually ordinary, with which to embalm a good hot drink, which was also her explanation for that other rather banal prayer towards her rapist, but which also had the faculty to make him fall asleep and even quicker with a strong enough dose, combined with heat. And this time, she was careful not to reveal it.