Wild Berry Meadow no power in the world can take away the pain until it is ready to leave

Kendra did exactly as he had instructed, perfecting the details of her innocence, and Cicero felt pride much alike -- or so he imagined -- a father's pride in his chest. He waited in his hiding place behind the brambles and listened closely, ready to intervene if need be, but he doubted it would be required. Kendra could take a little damage if it would provide their target with the poison, he was sure.

In silence he waited in his hiding spot for what was to come, keenly listening.