Sego Ryder

Accusation

Sego had been reciting the prayer to her nodding and smiling mentor when the door to the small chapel was banged open. Both women snapped their attention to the man that stomped in and threw an empty bottle on the floor.

“What sort of potion is this! My hands are swollen!” He roared and held out hands that were indeed swelling.

Sego looked to her mentor for guidance, but the older woman held her hands as if to say ‘This is all you.’

“It shouldn’t have done that, what color was the potion?” Sego asked cautiously.

“Orange,” he spat, growing more angry and impatient.

“Oh..” Sego said with wide eyes. “Your potion was clear. That potion was not for you, it was for your daughter.”

“Why should it make a difference! You poisoned me!” he snarled and stomped forward.

“I did not, it wasn’t designed for men. It was for menstrual cramps,” she replied sternly.

The man went silent and stood quietly for a few moments. He had barely closed the door when both women were covering their laughing mouths.