Selena's lips curved into a knowing smile as she studied Adam's face. Her voice was smooth, carrying a note of playful amusement.
"I can make it happen. But it won't be cheap—supplies are scarce around here, and the ones that do exist come at a premium."
Adam's expression didn't waver. His voice was steady, confident.
"Don't worry about the cost. I have the funds."
His gaze drifted to her hand—the one that had been missing, now whole and moving with easy grace as she gestured. His eyebrows rose slightly, a flicker of genuine surprise crossing his face.
"Looks like you drank it."
Selena's smile widened. She lifted her hand, turning it over in the dim light with a graceful, almost theatrical flourish. Her voice carried a note of elegant satisfaction.
