is this the real life?

Alfrun tilted her head with eyes beginning to go rather shiny. Not like "oh no she's about to cry" shiny, but the glassy glaze one gets when one is definitely not all there anymore. Still, held her mind together with steely discipline as she smiled up at him, and focused on his swirling words. "No need to worry, my husband," she said soothingly, her voice warm. She patted his shoulder gently, briefly, like gentling a skittish animal to her touch. Which she was, was she not? "No one will be allowed to harm you any longer. It was a strong magic. It will give you the strength you need. Will you tell me about her, this fiendish woman?" The slight detour in the conversation was necessary to distract him while the magic - and the mushroom - did their work. Alfrun could be patient in her stalking.