NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 79 – Murderous Thoughts
The new revelation ruined Elana’s mood. Her murderous thoughts did little to calm the other two women in the room. She tapped her foot on the stone tile, sending echoes through the laboratory.
Elana forced herself to stay still. Each tap had been sending a tremble through Leina’s body, making the girl’s hands shake. And the alchemist was doing an important job right now.
Seeing Leina put down the concoction, Elana leaned closer. “We don’t have much time. Can you do it?”
“Y-yes?” Leina shook. “Maybe? Probably? Just that I need a-”
“Cinthia, bring us a bottle of the best alcohol from upstairs,” Elana ordered.
Before the bodyguard could leave, Leina let out a chirp. “N-No… It can’t be any alcohol. Vine. It has to be vine from the top shelf. Otherwise, the poison will not work correctly.”
“But it will work?” Elana, not so subtly, made a threatening movement.
“It will!” Leina hurried to nod, her glasses bouncing up and down on her nose. “But,” She returned to her mix, adding a few more herbs before heating it on a flame. “It won’t kill.”
“I understand,” That was for the best. Elana had to use this chance to feed the old asshole the new dose. “That was my demand exactly. Can you tell what will happen to my father?”
“I-” Leina tried to think very hard. She stopped moving and scrunched her eyebrows. “I don’t know. He will definitely become weaker. His mana shouldn’t move as easily. Probably. That was what I aimed at. Also, liver pain? Worsening vision? Baldness?” She was now guessing.
“Good,” It was a satisfactory answer. “If it doesn’t work, I will survive. I can’t say the same for you or your family.” Elana threw out an offhanded threat. She trusted the girl’s skills, but Leina was too easily influenced. It was better to make sure she knew what could happen if Elana became displeased.
“Y-yes,” The alchemist didn’t disappoint with her reaction. Leina’s head, once again, was bobbing up and down.
But more curiously, so was Leina’s breasts. Elana let her eyes drop, wondering what the girl would look like naked, without the lab coat and the baggy dress. “How fast will the poison take effect?” She struggled to return her mind back to more urgent matters.
“A day?” Leina was guessing again. “I… I don’t know. Not right away.”
“A day,” Elana repeated, calculating time while watching Leina work.
It continued for a few minutes longer before Cinthia returned. She was carrying a crate of bottles in her hands. “I didn’t know which one, so I took them all.”
“Oh!” Leina hurried to fish out one of the bottles and studied it carefully. “This one. Um,” She glanced up at Cinthia. “These are expensive. Dad… Dad would be angry if…”
“If what?” Cinthia flashed her teeth.
“Don’t drink the alcohol.” Elana helped Leina. “You have plenty of booze back at your place.”
“It’s just not as good!” Cinthia whined but did turn around to return her haul.
Once the bodyguard was gone, Elana found a seat and finally sat down. “It’s hard to find a good help these days, wouldn’t you agree?” She tried to small talk.
“Huh?” Leina turned her head, almost dropping a vial. “What?” She looked confused.
“Nothing,” Elana poked a row of flora on the nearby table. “Keep working. We are short on time.” She didn’t want to make her father wait too long and make him too paranoid.
Wordlessly, Leina returned to her concoction. Elana could appreciate the single-minded focus the girl had when she was working.
It quickly became apparent how the girl had become such a distinguished alchemist at such a young age. Her eyes glinted with curiosity under the long bangs. She muttered under her breath a new line of discovery while measuring doses. Her nimble fingers separated what was needed for the second dose of poison.
The last part was the most interesting for Elana. Leina’s fingers were truly a marvel to look at. Those agile digits would be allowed to dance on a Queen’s body.
It would be curious to see how Leina would satisfy Elana’s thirst. She felt flames in her pit burn hotter. Elana’s breathing grew a little quicker as she considered her time constraints.
There was not enough. If Elana pushed Leina down now, she would miss the window of opportunity to poison the Duke.
“I am back,” Cinthia barged inside the place again, almost knocking some of the vials off a shelf. “Did I miss something?” She scanned the room and then had the gall to look disappointed to find everyone here still dressed.
Elana didn’t bother to comment. She continued to watch, waiting for Leina to finish. Her thoughts wandered as she felt the connection bonding her to Moira.
From what Elana could tell, her woman was at the castle again - likely pampering the useless Prince.
Then Elana’s mind roamed further, imagining Catarina’s face when her friend discovered Elana had used perfume. That sounds like a lot of fun.
And Mary…
Elana ground her teeth. Her sister needed punishment. If Mary wanted to make Elana addicted, she could work with that.
Mary would make a perfect cow. Elana pulled her hand into a fist, imagining her sister bound, serving as a fountain for her and Moira.
It wasn’t a bad idea, but it also showed how bad Elana’s crawling for Mary’s pussy was. The addiction was real. She hoped Leina could do something about it after Elana became the Queen.
Or perhaps Divine magic could do the job. It wasn’t like Elana was without options. She just hated feeling the reliance.
“It’s done!” Leina exclaimed and hurried to offer the newly corked bottle to Elana. “I-I made sure no one can detect tampering.” She promised.
“Good,” Elana pushed away her dark thoughts to replace them with murderous ones.
It was almost perfect.
Instead of dying from poison, Elana could deliver the death to her father.
After all, doing things with her own hands offered more satisfaction.
