Ocean picked up the teacup, his long gloved fingers tracing the rim for a moment inhaling the gentle aroma of the tea before he took a sip.
Roger sat before him, head in his hand looking more ashamed than disappointed.
"Does your head still hurt, Your Majesty?" Ocean asked.
"No,"
"Have the affects of the poison reduced?" Ocean enquired and Roger nodded still holding his head.
"There's no nausea or sleeplessness or anything else?" Ocean asked and Roger hummed.
He had been coming weekly to the palace to dispell the effect of the poisonous tea that Roger oblivious had been consuming. Ocean could have healed him in one go but he needed to keep in touch with Roger and he also needed to make sure to visit the royal palace to see if the Witch might make an appearance.
"This tea is quite good, you should have some, Your Majesty." Ocean spoke and Roger lifted his eyes.
