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Kashya shrugged. "Every noble keeps prisoners."

She then knelt down before the elderly man as she uncorked one of her potions, carefully taking a whiff of it first to make sure that it was the right one.

"Drink in small sips", she said. "Let your body adjust to its effects. Drink too much and this one cannot be held accountable for what might happen."