Irina's POV
I had just stirred awake when I spotted Seth in the courtyard, wrestling with a reishi mushroom between his teeth. Frustration etched across his features as he struggled to chomp through it.
The stillness of the night had gifted me with deep sleep, leaving me refreshed and alert. "That's not food," I said, reaching over to extract the reishi mushroom from his grip.
I tossed it back into the medicinal wine, then swiveled to meet his gaze directly. "Everything handled?"
Seth gave a quick nod before presenting the videos and photos to me. "Won't kill her... just ache for days," he explained, indicating that Louise's wounds weren't life-threatening, though she'd certainly feel them.
I scrolled through the images and footage, shooting him an approving glance. "Excellent work," I praised.
The compliment made Seth wrap his arms around himself, chin tilting up with obvious pride, his expression hungry for more recognition.
