Lust

Beatrix stood there staring at the alchemy set up and the brief image of hate in Riskel's eye flickered over her mind. She growled in anger. After all the love she had given him how dare he rebuke it.

Well if he refusing her love then he will take her lust. Furiously she grabbed ingredient after ingredients. She mixed, cut and stirred them into the liquid.

An hour or so later the potion was coming to a finish. Beatrix looked over the last ingredient, it's a plant root. One that will triple the potion effect.