Odette almost shrieked out of fear. The duckling just popped out of thin air and started chattering like some worried mother.
'D-did I accidentally prick myself with the thorn? Is this the hallucinating effect of the poison?' Odette wondered. Panic started to creep in as the duckling continued speaking.
'Ah, those thorns might've scratched the marble at this point. How are they supposed to clean it?' the duckling complained.
"I must be hallucinating," Odette told herself. She got up, but her eyes were still glued to the duckling. She rubbed her eyes a few times to make sure, and the duckling was still there. "Oh, this is some kind of serious hallucination!"
'Hm?' the duckling turned her head and stared at Odette. They were staring at each other for a while before the duckling gasped as well. 'W-wait, Sweetheart, you can see me?'