A week had passed and the prrince's wound has partially healed; three days from it were spent on the bed–asleep as the wound was a serious one. Although, Prince Zaeius is still wearing a huge bandage on it.
"How are they?" Prince Zaeius asked the physician which the king had appointed to take care of him everyday.
"They're doing fine, your highness. Well, except the young lady. Her wounds had gotten so much infection and..." the physician paused, hesitating to say the next word but the prince's stare was too intense for him to handle and so he forced himself to say regardless of hesitation, "unfortunately, the infection was crawling everywhere on the healthy part of her skin. I'm afraid the rotting will continue and would become fatal to her."
"Just do everything you can to heal her. And I promise you a hug
The next morning, Prince Zaeius woke up without carrying any weight in his heart and mind. It was the first time he woke up like this–with a light mood. He and the king had just reconciled with each other. His friends were already in his care and Keir had just returned safe and sound, well, not really that sound. The first thing that Prince Zaeius thought after fixing himself was the queen. It has been a long time since he had last seen her. It's true that he arrived last week but he never had the time to pay a visit to her as he didn't want the queen to worry about him. He thought that maybe he should present himself in front of her without any scratches on him or the queen will worry too much. When he arrived at the queen's chamber, the maidservants bowed before his presence and opened the door for him. He quickly rushed insid
"What?! Did I heard it right? You... you believe in those kind of things now?!" Keir was astounded after the prince explained to him. Keir had known it for a long time that if there's someone he know that would never believe in those kind of things, it would be Prince Zaeius. But this time it was different and the situation had turned upside down. Keir was now the one who couldn't believe what the prince said. And the prince was now the one forcing him to believe him. "Seriously, Keir. You gotta help me sort these out." Prince Zaeius crossed his arms, staring at his friend who was sitting at the other side of his bed. They had rushed into his mansion after the incident happened. "Alright, alright. Stop staring at me like you're already killing me i
The night was silent and freezing cold but it somehow gave off an eerie feeling. A dark shadow lingered in the dim lighted walls while the unaware Méah was asleep peacefully. It was like looking for something inside the spacious, old mansion. Like a gentle wind it moves, passing through the walls, it carefully take a look from each room. Until it arrived into Méah's room. The dark shadow which turned out to be a cloaked creature was now standing in front of Méah. As it swiped its finger, the whole mansion vanished in the silence of the night after all the lights were concealed by a dark force in a form of black smoke. The dark shadow then simply took a sharp, slender dagger in its pocket and raised it above Méah's chest. W
On their way to the prince's mansion, they already saw someone standing at the door. Prince Zaeius knew that it was Keir. He thought maybe Keir wasn't able to go back to sleep thinking what he's up to in the middle of the night. When Keir saw them, he looked at them, perplexed. But he moved out of the way to let them in. "Zae... what happened?" Keir started asking. But Prince Zaeius didn't answer him and led the men who were carrying Bek, Méah, and Faz to one of the guest rooms. Keir just followed like a robot, afraid to trigger his injuries. "Your highness, they're already settled," one of the soldier said. Prince Zaeius nodded. "Listen everyone. What happened here today will stay here. Anyone
The next morning, Keir and Prince set out according to what they had planned last night. They found out that even if they have the Book of Ancient Medicines, it's still useless because there were two pages missing. They have no choice but to look for that person who made the poison to ask for an antidote. "Do you remember where the smoke came from?" Prince Zaeius started interrogating Faz. This was a part of their plan. They would've done this last night but it would be inappropriate for Faz to talk with his remaining strength. Faz coughed a little and when he opened his mouth, dark blood came out first instead of his voice. "Faz, don't force yourself to speak if you can't. We'll just wait when you feel better." Keir caressed Faz's back to make him fee
The whole room went silent. Only Méah's rapid breathing could be heard as Keir and Prince Zaeius stared at her. Keir's giving her a 'like I care' look while Prince Zaeius still maintained the sympathetic look on his face. Méah couldn't take what she just heard. She'd been away from home for a long time. 'Home...' When Méah thought about this, even more terrifying images exploded in her mind. People were dying before her eyes. Innocent children cried their eyes out in horror and sorrow. Blood flooded everywhere. And houses burnt into ashes. Méah flashed a faint smile bitterly as she slid herself unto the cold floor when her knees started to weaken. Tears st
Keir and Prince Zaeius were perplexed. Again, sharing meaningful looks. Keir shook his head and whispered to the prince. "She's really hopeless. We didn't get to ask her what's the name of her hometown nor where on earth it lies." Méah walked back to Bek again with curious eyes. This time, she's maintaining a distance. "Look. Let's just wait and see," Prince Zaeius whispered back. "Okay." "No...it can't be..." Méah shook her head, refusing to believe what she had confirmed. Maybe she just missed her father so much that she could see him in other people. But she can't blame herself for this old man really looks like her father from
A day had passed and Faz and Bek were already gaining there normal skin color after drinking a drop of blood from Méah. However, they're still asleep. Probably because Méah's blood was still cleansing their body. Keir didn't expect that Méah's blood would be the antidote. In fact, it was just his guess. But somehow he felt sure about it. At first, he was thinking that maybe she's immune to that poison that's why it didn't have an effect on her. So he came to an idea that maybe the blood of an immune person could cure the poisoned one. Luckily, he didn't fail. As for Méah, her wounds still have no improvement. But Keir had already applied medicines on them to stop the infection from spreading wider. Though this time, Keir used different medicines and increased their usage to counterpart how severe the i