Dearest Princess
Max's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Ambrose, you'll be fine! As long as Joshua finds the herbs, you will get the antidote."
Ambrose closed his eyes, "Go and do it!"
Max intended to say something, but in the end, he said. "Okay, Ambrose!"
A moment later, Larissa returned with a bright smile and some white flour on her face.
"Ross, the corn fritters are ready to eat! Come here and eat!"
Ambrose nodded his head lightly and gestured towards her. Larissa eagerly ran over.