Unspeakable Secrets The Alchemist Series (A Dark Medieval Progression Fantasy)

Chapter 22 Trust And Promises

A minute later, he'd talked her into helping him move a desk into the basement.

"Remind me why we're doing this again?" Adelia asked.

"Because I need a table. Watch your end," Connor said.

They squeezed it through the doorway and brought it into the basement. He shifted it into the position he wanted and stood back. His basement was nothing compared to Victor's workshop, but it'd have to do...

In the meantime... he couldn't make potions, keep his alchemy a secret and work closely with Adelia on getting Victor back all at the same time. Not if they were going to have a chance of succeeding.

"Adelia, I have something I need to tell you. I need your word that you'll never speak of this to anyone," he said.

"This sounds interesting... you know you can trust me. I promise," Adelia said.

He explained to her that he was an alchemist and that he needed the basement to create potions to help them find Victor.

For her part, she took it in stride.

"So that's how you suddenly started improving so quickly..." Adelia said when he'd finished explaining.

"Can I watch you make one of these potions?" she asked.

"I guess so... just make sure not to tell anyone about this. Not even Victor. He'll skin me alive if he finds out I told you." Connor said.

"Don't worry. I know how to keep a secret," she said.

"A little too well, perhaps," Connor said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.

"It's just... in all the time I've known you... I've never even seen your face," he said.

She turned away. An awkward silence stretched between them.

"Look, I was just kidding. Everyone has their secrets, I didn't mean to—" he started.

"Once we get Victor back safely," Adelia said.

"What?" Connor said.

She turned back to him. "I'll show you my face after we get Victor back safely," she said.

"Really?" Connor asked.

"Yes," Adelia said, "so let's get him back."

Another silence followed, and Adelia stared at the stone walls of the basement like she was looking through a portal to another world.

Connor set up everything he needed for his alchemy. He hadn't slept in over twenty-four hours, but there was too much to do.

Drawing the focusing circle proved significantly more difficult on the rough stone floor of his basement than the smooth surface of Victor's workshop.

But, at least he had his basement... if he didn't, he'd have to draw on his lovely wooden floors.

He shook his head. His only family was missing. The Chamberlain, and an unknown group were out to get him, and he was thinking about keeping his floorboards unmarked?

He'd been living with Victor for too long.

He immediately got to work on making sense-heightening potions. There was no telling when he'd next get a chance to make any, and they were far too useful to risk running out.

Thankfully, he'd grabbed plenty of the ingredients needed before leaving the workshop, so he should be able to make potions for quite some time.

Adelia's brilliant violet eyes stared at him intently while he worked.