Chapter 153

Maxine’s POV

It didn't have a scent so I brought the cup to my lips. I took a sip and gagged. "Ew, what is this? It takes like dirt." I replied, holding the cup away from me.

Zel grinned. "If you want to get better, you've got to take this. I'm telling you from experience. I hate the stuff but it works literal magic."

I scowled before drinking it quickly, refusing to breathe so I couldn't taste it until the very end. After I had downed everything, the taste hit me.

"Bleh!" I exclaimed, sticking my tongue out in disgust. Zel laughed, doubling over. Her white hair fell over her face with the attempt.

"Oh, my goodness, you should see your face." She teased.

I scoffed. "Here I was thinking you were worried about me," I said, dramatically.

"Sorry, sorry, I'll get on with preparing the porridge," she smiled and took the cup, turning and leaving. She made sure to shut the door behind her.

Before the sun began to even go down,