The Hand That Feeds

Mariah's heart pounded in her chest as Caedes whispered his desires in her ear. A slow heat spread through her body, and she couldn't resist the mischievous glint in her eyes as she took a small step back from him. "Careful what you wish for," she warned playfully, a sly smirk tugging at her lips. She could feel the passionate threat that lurked beneath their playful banter, but it only added to the thrill of being with Caedes. Her gaze followed his movements as he expertly handled the wolfsbane and mushrooms, seemingly lost in his craft. She was curious about what he was creating, but she resisted the urge to distract him. Instead, she watched in quiet fascination.

"Mariah Mendacium"