Silas pulled out a small leather pouch from his medicine bag. Even from where she was lying, Primrose could smell the strong scent of herbs wafting through the air.
If he really had poisoned her in her past life by using something that had no taste or smell, then slipping poison into something as strong-smelling as this herbal powder would be easy.
"This powdered herb works well for treating fevers," Silas said as he untied the pouch. "It's a little bitter, but I can add honey so Your Majesty can drink it more easily."
He gave a subtle nod to his assistant to prepare the medicine. But just as he was about to hand the pouch over, Primrose spoke up.
"Can someone other than a doctor prepare that herbal drink?" she asked calmly.
Silas answered without much thought. "Yes, anyone can brew this kind of medicine. It's also sold in local pharmacies."
"In that case," Primrose said with a small smile, "please give it to the maid. She'll make it for me."
