When Remi came back around two hours later, Felix was sitting by the table, sipping some tea. Dinner was ready, but not served - Felix had quickly finished it up after Agnes had left, and even had eaten already. Not much, since he didn't have an appetite, he just forced himself to swallow something to have the energy. Then, he checked the 'health tonics' he had, and after sniffing them all and comparing them with Agnes' recipe, he picked the one that seemed the most suitable for his current condition. It worked well, and he had recovered…
Well, at least recovered physically. His heart and mind were still in turmoil.
The refreshing scent of Agnes' magic was gone from the house. Before the woman left, she cleaned up her scent and the traces of the spells she had used. Since she didn't use that much magic to begin with, it wasn't a difficult task. Even Felix could no longer pick up on that fresh floral fragrance, even though wolves had a better sense of smell than foxes…
