Young master Damien's pet

Looking at the black substance floating in the cauldron, she scratched her neck on why the color had not turned as she had expected. Placing the liquid in a cleaner glass, she rotated it up in her hand while staring at it.

"Let's see if you will work," Penny stared at the liquid and brought it to the table. Holding it in her hands, she went through the notes she had made while flipping the pages in the book and trying to guess what was to be done next.

Using her very own ability, she concentrated on the glass she held, staring at it in concentration where the liquid which is black had started to turn and change to not a clear water solution but to a light blue in color which she hadn't expected to see. She hadn't tried to purify it entirely bad had only gone up to the extent to clear the solution from the garbage color.

With the solution created now the only thing remaining was to test it out. But before that, she quickly made way to one of the glass shelves to see if her eyes had changed and thankfully it didn't. So far, everything was going great! Thought Penny to herself and in a blink of an eye, her eyes had turned to slits like snake eyes staring back at her.

She wondered why they even appeared. This was not forbidden magic but it was a series of mixed magic which she doubted came in the forbidden magic which was why not much of her features had changed. Taking in a deep breath, she calmed her nerves and her eyes went back to normal.

Penny picked a sharp object, going back to sit on the chair and staring at her hand as she readied herself to cut her skin making herself her own test subject right now. When she did cut her wrist, out of nervousness at first she had only scratched it and it was on the second try did the cut turn deep and red blood dripped down her wrist and on to the table.

The blood continued to drip and she took in a deep breath.

The butler who had been working out in the study room while making sure no one disturbed the lady as he was already informed by his lord that the lady might want to spend time in here. Smelling the blood in the air and hurried where the lady was to watch in time to see drops of blood falling and sliding down her wrist.

He went to get the cloth to wrap it around her wrist to help her and just when he neared her, Penny had started her incantation. Her words came out in whispers that filled the room, raising the glass she had been holding, she sprinkled the water on top of her wound to see the drops of blood which had fallen down to go back into the wound. Once she was done, there was a thin line on her hand but the drops of blood which had previously fallen had been pulled back like the time that was reversed.

A bright smile appeared on Penny's face, "It worked!" she exclaimed, turning to the butler she asked,

"Could I ask you for a favor?"

The butler didn't use words but bowed his head as if to say he was at her service, "Please take a seat here," she patted the chair, "Please," she insisted seeing him not move. She remembered the etiquette which the butler had spoken to when she had last asked him to join for tea with her. After some resistance, the butler finally took a seat, his back completely straight making him look taller than her which he was.

He gave his hand readily and she picked up the sharp object which was like a needle and heard the butler stop her, "Milady."

"Yes," Penny said looking up from his rough hand.

"A moment please," Martin said, bending and leaning to his side as he stretched his hand, he pulled out a sharp-looking knife from his shoe. Where did he hide that big looking knife?! Penny looked surprised as she saw the butler offer it to her, "This will give a deeper wound and you can know how much you are able to heal it," he said, bringing the knife to her.

She took the big knife which Martin presented her with, and she apologized, "I am sorry for the pain," her eyebrows furrowed and she quickly cut the skin before repeating the process of sprinkling water from the glass and closing his wound back with just a small mark.

"You should be able to work with it without the water," she heard the butler speak, using the cloth to clean any possible drop that might have not been picked up during her incantation spell, "The Lady was able to do it."

Penny stopped whatever she was doing to look at the butler and asked, "You mean the Lord's mother?"

"Yes," the butler responded back to her.

"How do you know that?"

"I was her very first successful subject," he raised his hand to point out at his face which had a deep scar with stitches on them, "The lady brought me here and tried to get the open wound closed as it was difficult to stop the bleeding. As it was a first, she had to sew it up later. The book you are reading," he said, his eyes glancing at the open book on the table, "Some of the pages were empty and she filled it up."

Hearing this, she pulled the book close to her and checked the first few pages and then the last ones. There was difference when it came to the inks. Some that were lighter and some that were darker in color on the parchment of the book.

"You said she didn't use the liquid?" Penny confirmed with him.

"Yes, milady. Lady Isabelle didn't make use of the liquid but just her hands."

"I see…" Penny replied looking down at the blue solution she had created.