Dorrance's shoulders relaxed as Ren held her and kissed her once again.
"I'm so happy we're together too, my love," Dorrance said, her hand softly tucking a loose strand of Ren's hair behind her ear. "And I'm so happy we're safe and sound, too."
The next instance of problems would arise at dinner, albeit not anything Dorrance was aware of. It was high time Viola did something about Ren. It had been almost a month since the little thing crept its way into Dorrance's lap and she needed to leave. Viola was loyal to Dorrance in all her being, but as a result she could not bare to let some filthy street rat abuse her wealth as well as her affection.
Killing Ren would be hard, but making her sick was an entirely other matter. After a long while, Viola managed to convince Dorrance that Ren and her were capable of eating at the dining area. Dorrance had given instructions to the meals Viola could prepare, most of which for some reason included liver or blood, but which Dorrance claimed as a speciality in some parts of Saadedge. The benefit of this, however, was that the deep red color of the stew allowed Viola to place a tincture of a Crypfaith plant into it. One which would make a person violently start purging.
As Viola served the bowls, she'd give the beet soup to Dorrance and the special red pork stew to Ren.
"Please enjoy your meals," Viola said.
Dorrance beamed and thanked her.
"I'm sure it's delicious as always," Dorrance said. She'd move over to Ren and tilt her head. "How's your food, love?"
Ren, of course, would feel nothing.