Arthur gets down on his knees as he looks up at you with his hands tied behind his back

“I promise”

he whines

“I’ll be- I’ll be a good boy~”

He starts to whimper and your eyes open in shock

“Okay I’ll be quiet~”

He pleads while looking at you with puppy eyes

“You won’t even have to use the muzzle~”

He whimpers one last time as his breath becomes more shallow

“Yep… definitely poisoned”

The mage states as she gives Arthur his diagnosis