Rylee furrowed her brows, "I don't understand."
"I know," Snow said, "I'm still telling the story aren't I?"
Rylee chuckled, embarrassed at herself, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Snow said, scooping up her mixture and bringing it to her face to have a sniff, "hmm, one more ingredient is missing, the tongue of a deer."
She placed the spoon back in the bowl and went to her drawers, searching for something.
Rylee watched her in fascination and slight disgust when she brought a jar and opened it, bringing out something that definitely looked like a tongue.
She placed the jar back and walked to the bowl again, dumping the tongue inside it. She placed her hand on the bowl and closed her eyes. Seconds later, the bowl started boiling and she opened her eyes. She stirred and scooped another potion up and inhaling it, she sighed in content, "ah, now it's ready." She reached for a cup sitting beside her and scooped some potion inside it and handed it to her, "here you go."
