"Not bad. You're an outstanding lackey. I'll reward you after I kill Isaac," Daliana said as she stood up and walked behind Harry, smacking the back of his head.
He lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.
Daliana hid Harry in the bathroom and dimmed the lights in the room. Then, she hid a small, sharp dagger under the pillow and another under the bedside table. She lay down on the bed after making all the preparations.
About half an hour later, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by the ringing of the doorbell.
Isaac's voice came from outside. "Apothecary, are you in there?"
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