In his darkened haven of loneliness, Mistress Camille's presence filled his hell with glorious light and admiration. As she unlocked the door and open...d it, the light from the outside caused his night vision to become blurred. He immediately assumed the usual position to greet his Mistress. With his head to the ground and eyes shut tightly, he awaited her command to kiss her feet and look upon her greatness. Mistress spoke firmly as she rubbed his head and loosened the chain which was tied snug. Enathu mulai perithaaga irukirathu avana kuttai paavadaiyai kayataamal athai thuki kuthiyil vayai vaithu naka aarambithaan.En kuuthiyil katti pidikum pozhuthe athil konjam kanju kasinthu irunthathu, magesh antha kanjai suvaithu nandraaga urinthu naaku pottan.Sugam thaangaamal naan avnathu thalaiyai pidithu kuthiyil azhuthinen pinbu enathu suuthai thuki kuuthiyai naka kaamithen. Avan unmaiyil punai ootaikul naakai vitu vitu eduthu sappi kaama sugam koduthaan.Pundai muzhuvathum avanathu echiyaaga. Well ... at least I could identify one?Katriana returned to the room to find me retching over the chamberpot, spitting occasionally.Immediately she ran over to me and laid a hand on my back. “Theodore! Are you okay? Did something happen!?”I spat in the chamber pot one last time. “I identified one of the potions.”“What!?”“It’s an oil that neutralizes acid.”“Why did you do that by drinking it!?”“Uh, well, it seemed like the thing to do...”Katriana sighed at me. “But you’re okay, right?”“I think. All ready to go, Elizabeth returned downstairs to their kitchen which was her mother’s most cherished domain. Her mother was a pastry chef so her kitchen was basically any chef’s or baker’s wet dream. It was stunning. Even Elizabeth could admit that, although, allowing her into the kitchen to prepare any sort of dish could lead to causalities. ‘I’m ready to go… Where’s the pie?’ Elizabeth asked, smiling at her mom who had various patches of flour covered skin and looked like she was in a.