“Potionmasters”

Author’s Note: This is a Take Ten to Write story and has not been proofread for errors. If I feel inspired or if there’s interest in the story, I’ll post a revised, edited, and extended version at a later date. Happy reading!

Prompt: “Why won’t you just admit that I’m right?”

“Why won’t you just admit that I’m right?”

I scowl as Hidir strolls past me, hands clasped behind his back.

“Quite simply because you are not right,” he says.

“Oh great, here we go,” I mutter under my breath, rolling my eyes.

“When you add ground hivox teeth to arwa saliva, the resulting reaction causes the creation of kodine gas, which, as you should know by now, is quite dangerous.”

“Yes, but if you’re smart, you’ll be prepared for the reaction and have a bottle ready,” I argue. “Then you can add berirn root and mix thoroughly to get your kingsbane potion.”

“Berirn root is too unstable,” Hidir says with a disapproving frown. “It would be unwise to use such a substance in such a delicate brew.”

“But it’s so much faster than jeir juice!”

Hidir turns on me, his frown deepening. “Time is never of the essence–“

“To a smart potionmaster,” I finish, rolling my eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I just thought that it might save us some time considering the massive shipment of kingsbane that Lord Eidrich just ordered.”

Hidir freezes. “How massive?”

“Five hundred vials,” I say, unable to stop the smirk from tugging at my lips.

Hidir continues his stroll to the doorway, pausing just before he exits. “Then I suggest you collect some more jeir juice during your morning errands,” he says before leaving.

My scowl returns. Great. Just great.

Final Comments: This one was so much fun! Maybe there’ll be a part 2 in the future? Who knows…

Overall Rating: 🥰