"Sir Vesper," she said gently, before his thoughts spiraled any further, "you weren't with me back then."
Salem finally stopped pacing and turned to look at her. "So … that means we never met in your first life?" he asked.
Primrose shook her head slowly. "Back then, I didn't have anyone who specialized in poisons. That's why Silas was able to poison me little by little for years without anyone noticing."
Salem was stunned when he heard that Primrose had been poisoned for so long with the Virgin's Poison. But his reaction wasn't just from pity or sadness, it was confusion.
"Wait … wait, are you saying that after the poison started affecting your body, you still lived for months?" He frowned deeply, clearly baffled. "That … that shouldn't be possible."
[She's human,] Salem thought. [How could she survive for months after the poison began showing symptoms?]
[If she were a beast, I could understand that, but a human? Most can't even last two days.]
