Poison

Some she had brought with her on her reluctant journey into marriage, others she had purchased surreptitiously, her nose always checking the wind for the scent of magic, but of late most had come from the boy she sent to search them out. One who will take her far, far away.’ She trembled and magic tingled on her skin. She was equally beautiful but with none of the freedom or calm of this princess she hated. Finally, they fell silent and walked by the flame of a single torch.