Chapitre 1315: Solgrim's Strategy - Part 8

The waters of his drink that ought to have been brown were instead a bright golden hue. Oliver almost felt the urge to shout a warning as Skullic brought it to his lips. It didn't look the sort of thing that should be edible… But then Mary had been the one to make it. She wasn't likely to serve up anything to her dear husband that she would not drink herself.

She too was draped in golden sunlight as she stood behind him. She wore the most peaceful expression, as she grasped the now empty serving tray in front of her, betraying the years of habit that had been ground into her as a result of her previous occupation.