In the comfort of Blythe’s small cabin, Laila found warmth by the fireplace, while Blythe tended to the flowers she gathered. After, she served Laila a strange-smelling tea, in any ordinary case, she would have been suspicious of it, but it wasn’t a normal case and the woman who served her was the only person she decided to trust so whatever the outcome, it was on her.
Blythe sat with Laila and had some tea herself, thwarting the suspicion of poison. The drink had a somewhat tingly aftertaste, but it was easy on her taste buds and went down easily. Laila was grateful to at least have someone generous enough to not only share her food but her home as well, when she looked at it, Blythe was in a somewhat similar situation as hers, Laila was a stranger to her as well and aiding a person who
