Chapter 283: When Breathing Starts to Fade
"Powdered duskleaf mixed with night root and a little bit of paralys leaf," he told her.
Marta froze.
"Did I just hear that correctly?" she asked slowly.
"Yes. There was also some fever root in there—"
"Lysander!" she snapped. "Are you trying to kill her? Were you trying to fell a Skylur? What in the goddess' name is wrong with you?"
"I was trying to get her to stop hurting herself."
"By using herbs that are rare and also known for knocking people out just from their smell?" she shot back.
"They have calming effects on the mind, which is why I used them. And I made sure the measurements wouldn't hurt her," he replied.
"But what if they do?" Marta demanded. "What if they affect her body differently?"
"She's still crying," Lysander argued, "which means it didn't affect her in the way you're thinking. And I dare say, it actually calmed her down."
