"You did, but I lost count after that. I tried to pour it into other glasses, or into plants when we were near them. But you would find another glass and drink it down before I could stop you. I did try." It was getting difficult to talk. She may have been a solider, trained to protect Ithunvel's family. But she was still a woman.
It didn't matter that she was a dragon either. Some urges did encompass all species. Ithacles was dangerously close, and his face was in places that sent little jolts to her senses.
Everyone. Every. Last. Person. In the general area was watching them. If she could have seen lethe she might have dropped Ithacles all together. Honna was glaring daggers.
Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Why don't you tell me?"