"You're too kind." Diana murmured, her voice soft, her hand lingering on his shoulder, the handkerchief forgotten in her lap.
But curiosity tugged at her, the doctor in her stirred by Vivi's vivid description of the pill's taste, as she reached for the box, plucking another brown pill, her fingers turning it over as she studied it.
"Is it really that bad?" She asked, her voice thoughtful, her eyes narrowing with intrigue. "I need to know for myself."
Cassius's brow arched, his tone skeptical.
"Diana, you saw what happened to Vivi. Are you sure you want to try it?" His hand tightened slightly on her waist, a subtle warning that sent a shiver through her, though he did want to see how she would react to the medicine.
Vivi also shook her head vehemently, her voice urgent.
"Mother, don't! It's the worst thing I've ever tasted! It was like my tongue was burning! You'll spit it out, just like I did. Please, don't do it!"
