She complied, not wanting to set him off. He already looked angry at her for disobeying his simple wishes. She watched as he left her side, walking back inside the room, moments later returning with the sleeping draught in this hand. Ever so slightly, her fingers reached out for it, Avoiding the touching of his fingers. Her hand trembled as she opened her mouth, lips quivering. He urged her on by nodding his head, looking at her in hopefulness. She drank it in one gulp.