"Any chance of ale?" Donald asks.

"Ellie, get the Beathan his ale" Madeleine commands.

"So my mother tells me you are an alchemist. What's the difference between the and sorcery?" you ask, drinking out of your glass of wine.

"Alchemy is a natural science. It does not produce fireballs or an army of the dead but it based on consistent reliable principals" Madeleine says.

"You're supposed to be the heir of this kingdom" Kara says "How will your rulership of Sinnabarrow work if you marry my brother or King Richard?"

"I'm my father's sixth child, his youngest, and his only girl, of course. The idea of me being his heir had always seemed the most remote possibility imaginable. But then the last of my brothers died. Unless the old man has another son at his age, I am destined to rule Sinnabarrow"

Kara drinks out of her glass only to recoil, flush, breathing faster.

Donald and Jana pull each other close, sharing a kiss.

Madeleine says something but you can't make anything out. Her skin begins to take a dark shade of purple. She had horns, bat-like wings and a tail. What was in the wine? Or is it possible the rumours of Madeleine being possessed by the same demon that took Marissa Loon are true?