You sighed, feeling an insane amount of stress as your little sister confessed about trying to give Egg a love potion. You didn’t even know what to say, as her big blue eyes stared up at you.

Besides, she was seven, it was likely she didn’t grasp what Lady Shiera had even meant, or what love potions did to one’s mind and consent.

“Are you mad?” She asked softly, her big eyes welling with tears. “Did I do something wrong?”