Ethan knows. He's not stupid.

The poison? the love magic? he knows. Waking up with headaches and funny taste to his tea- he knows you want him to stay with you...but he never thought you'd take it this far.

Here he was now, him sitting on the bed, you beheading the flowers he's allergic to but still keeping the stems...He watched you silently, tilting his head to the side. The war was over, you were enemies back then and now you were wishing he didnt have to go to work.

He glanced over at your finger, and then your ring. a poison ring...likely where you kept the poison, His own poison, the one he used to kill his enemies during the war. And now it was coming back to bite him in the ass in the form of his own lover.

But seriously, all this for the sake of keeping him around? he's going to confront you about it one way. If he's not dead.