Ornella answered with a mocking tone, drawing out her words.
"No?"
Her haughty gaze seemed to say, Let's see where you're going with this. Normally, Eileen might have been intimidated by Ornella's demeanor. But today, some strange courage propelled her forward. She continued without hesitation.
"I've developed a new painkiller, in liquid form—like a sweet syrup. It's made from entirely different ingredients than Aspiria. I think this one would work better for you, Lady Ornella."
This medicine had been crafted with Ornella in mind, in the hopes of mending their strained relationship. Back when Eileen sold medicines at a small inn, she'd encountered customers like Ornella for whom Aspiria wasn't suitable. She had refined one of those older formulas specifically for this purpose.
"It might not have been easy for you to find a suitable painkiller among the ones on the market, but I think this could work for you."
