nical woman who is the victim of a 'love triangle' supposedly. She is delicately plotting the death of the mistress, with the help of an Alchemist. They are brewing a specific concoction or 'poison'. There is a particular savouring moment when they, 'grind away, moisten and mash up thy paste, Pound at thy powder...' and 'brand, burn up, bite...'. These lines conjure explicit visual images of the preparation and effects of the potion. She is driven by rage and revenge and uses a few euphemisms to camouflage her sheer hostility, like 'devil&a
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