Medea
Medea didn't even look up as the door chime rang.
"Twenty-four hours? And he won't remember anything?" Alexa asked softly.
"Nothing. In fact, during that day he will want you as much as you want him."
Alexa gulped. This wasn't right. This sooooo was not right. How could she even be considering this?
"All... all right..."
Medea smiled to herself and pulled down a bottle.
"That'll do the trick. All you have to do is get him to drink it. All of it."
Alexa nodded and reached for the potion. Medea grabbed her wrist before she could touch it, however.
"Uh uh," Medea said. "I have a business to run here, dear. I can't simply let you take this without organising payment."
"Oh..." Alexa said this in a mixture of disapointment and relief. "I... I suppose it's very expensive?"
Medea smiled broadly.
"Well, now, that depends on your point of view..." she mused. "It also depends on what you're willing to spend. For you, my dear, I shall make another kind of bargain."
Medea put another bottle on the counter.
"You drink this. He drinks this. I get what I want. You get what you want."
Alexa eyed the bottle nervously.
"What is it?"
"Lets just call it a fertility drug I'm working on."
"Fertility drug?"
"Yes. If it works... you may even concieve from this little... meeting."
Alexa chewed her lip.
"I... I... what if it doesn't?"
"Then I go back to the drawing board," Medea shrugged. "I will, of course, expect you to come back and give me an update on the aftermath."
Alexa was silent. Thinking. Her mind was divided.
"Well, if you're not interest," Medea said, fingers curling around the bottles.
"No, I'll do it," Alexa said hurriedly. "I'll do it."
Medea smiled broadly, and uncapped the potion for Alexa to drink. Alexa licked her lips tentatively, then put the bottle to her lips and drank. It was bitter and it took a moment to force herself to swallow instead of putting it all back into the bottle.
"Good," Medea smiled.
She allowed Alexa to take the other bottle.
"Come back soon, and tell me how it goes."
Alexa nodded and left, feeling a little light headed.
Medea sat back on her stool. It was all a matter of time now. As long as her potion worked, of course. And if it did, oh what a fine set of results she would have! That boy Alexa was after... he was a Dathrian. That should make her experiment all the more interesting.
Interesting indeed.