You were in charge of the ball your royal family hosted recently. However, it was disastrous. A love potion had been found in the kitchens, intended for you.

Dosmond watches as you pace the room. He's been loyal to the royal family for years. He's your most trusted advisor. So, you discuss with him who it could be.

"Maybe a noble? Goodness, I don't know. Where does this vial look like it's from?" You say, extending the vial out towards Dosmond. But he looks away. "My Lady..." You realize he's acting off. He's been quiet this whole time.