Elarliya forced a sweet smile and reminded him lightly, "Drink it, it will help you boost your energy," she whispered, the softness of her tone at odds with the flicker of satisfaction in her eyes before she turned, bowed her head, and left the room with a small, smug smile pulling at her lips.
Maximus watched her leave and then looked at the glass, his expression darkening as he scoffed under his breath, "Like hell I'm drinking something she brings," he muttered, pushing the tray far away from him with a disgusted flick of his hand. "I don't wish to die," he added dryly before returning to his work, ignoring the glass completely.
On the other side of the door, Elarliya's smile deepened into something twisted and pleased as she walked out, her steps slow and echoing, and her expression shifting into one of smug triumph.
