"Even harder to track back to you, and more likely to look like an accident or a result of an illness, as the late stages of the poison would appear like a bad illness." Arabelle replied. "However, it gives less control of where and when, and it would be far more difficult to pin the blame on, say, one of his brothers."
“Right…” she said, starting to feel a bit like an idiot. Perhaps it was simply because they felt more confident in healing people from poisons, instead of killing them with poisons.
"It's a little complicated, I suppose." Arabelle said, waving her hand and shifting in her seat. "The specifics do not really matter all that much right now."
Indigo nodded slowly. “I think I’ll… leave it up to you then. Just… tell me what poison it is and what it will do to him before, you know, I try to put it in his wine bottle.”
"We will." Arabelle stood up, looking at Indigo, then at Lor. "I believe that is all, unless you have any additional questions?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at the half-human. "If not, then Lor will take you back to the prince's quarters."
Indigo paused, then shook her head. They stood. “I will wait for more word from you. And do know that even if I don’t help you after this, I am in support of your cause.”
Arabelle nodded slightly. "Of course." she replied, heading over to the door to escort them out of here. "And, Indigo, don't come back here without Lor or myself. Please." she looked over at Indigo.
They followed her and nodded. They were mostly worried about the prince now, and whether he would be in his room when she got back. It was likely that he wouldn’t be there, but on the off chance that he was, would he wonder where she had been? Then they remembered the silence spell. Well, even if he was there and he asked, there was no need to worry.
Lor led her back into the dark passageway, touching the wall to light it up again. "How are you doing?" they asked, knowing that the discussion had been, perhaps, a lot.
As they entered the dark hall, Indigo’s skin once again became blotchy with bluish light. They thought back to what had been said, then forward, into what she had promised to do. She sighed, a small smile appearing on their face.
“I’m hungry. You?”
Lor smiled a little. "Food would be nice, yes." they replied. "Do you have a place in mind, or? The kitchens would probably be willing to feed us, as we are both, ah, palace owned."
“Yeah, the kitchens,” they agreed, ambling along. “Though, the question now is, how much would they be willing to feed us?
Lor shrugged. "I don't know. We'll see. It's close enough to a mealtime that there should be plenty of food available."
She rubbed her hands together excitedly. “Ooh, I hope so.”
They laughed a little bit. "Are you that hungry?" They asked, raising an eyebrow a little bit. They seemed only amused and teasing, not mocking her in any way.
Her hands dropped to their sides at the question. “Um, actually, I’m not sure. Sometimes it’s difficult to know, but the idea of a lot of food is appealing.”
They nodded faintly. "I was not teasing you, Indigo, there is no need to be…to feel embarrassed or upset. I was only asking." they kept walking as they spoke.
She blinked. “Oh, well, I didn’t think you were. I’m not embarrassed. I was just answering honestly.” With a shrug, they continued, “After all this time of being underfed, it becomes hard to know how hungry I am.”
"Oh, alright, that makes sense. I was just worried that you had misconstrued my words. My apologies." they replied still walking. They shot her a quick smile.
“Of course. And don’t be, no harm was done.” Indigo returned the smile.
They nodded, heading back into the newer portion of the palace so that they could go to the kitchens. Their steps were measured, neither fast nor slow.
As more light filtered into the halls, Indigo’s bioluminescence naturally faded from their skin. She still occasionally played with the light as they walked, bending it as if her hand was a mirror or dividing it into a rainbow as if her hand was a clear prism.
Lor's eyes flickered to the way they played with the light, cocking their head slightly. "You have magic." they finally remarked. "At least a touch of it, I suppose."
She turned to them, the light flickering from their fingertips. “Oh, yes. Somewhat. All fun and games until I blind someone, though.” She shrugged and stopped playing around, shoving her hands into their pockets instead.
"You can do that?" they asked, blinking at her with slight confusion. "That is…that is interesting. I don't have any innate magic like that."