409 There Is No Antidote

Leland looked at Eloise coldly. He asked her, "What do you want as an exchange for the antidote?"

Eloise pursed her lips. "I really don't have it."

"What do you mean you don't have it? It's YOUR poison." Leland wanted to get up and strangle his former friend but his damned body still didn't want to move. He was slowly worried that his life would be at the mercy of this grand witch before him.

This thought pained him. Leland would rather die than be at someone's mercy. He also surely wouldn't beg for an antidote if Eloise didn't want to give it to him. So, the only two options he had was to pay Eloise at whatever price she asked, or... kill himself and be done with it.

He wouldn't let anyone take him as a prisoner when he was weak. That was not who he was. He would rather die than lose his honor. Though... he would be really sad to leave Sophie and their children.