She tried to look disinterested when he began to partake of the poisoned meal she and Theo had prepared. Lyra had expected it to be much more difficult than this, but watching him consume his food without so much as a second thought was almost too easy. Nonetheless, she kept up the act, listening as he told the story of the Kampfer Rose. She hesitated when he offered her a bite, but with Theo's aid, she'd managed to find her Bremmington frost and steel. "I'll have some later." Spoken casually as if Engel had nothing to worry about or fear. If he looked at her lying face, he would find the same meekness she'd shown him earlier.<br/><br/>Lyra sat through his tale, watching his display of theatrics with minimal interest, and then began to cough and there was blood on his lips.<br/><br/>She hadn't expected it to work so quickly. Lyra was filled with a giddy kind of dread, she was relieved that Engel was reaping what he'd sown but also fearful that if she and Theo failed they would pay the price with their lives. She didn't want anyone to suffer on her behalf but this might be her only chance at escape.<br/><br/>"I'll find a healer!" She lied before she darted out the doors and down the hall. Instead of finding a healer like Engel had asked, she made her way out into the garden and into the desolate patch of woodland a little ways off from the large Geslack gates. Theo had said to meet him there, and when she arrived he was already waiting for her.<br/><br/>"It worked," she said quietly as her eyes darted across the garden. For the moment, it seemed they were alone. "I cannot thank you enough, Theo. You have my gratitude. Do you know when they open the gates?" She was hoping there would be a chance to slip out unnoticed before anyone noticed Engel bloodied on his floor. "You know, you could come with me. We can give you a good life at the Bremmington estate, a better life than this."