Carmine
It’s been forty-eight hours and fifteen minutes since Ma’am Lia had been stuck in her trance. Her hands were still pulsating, but her skin was growing pale by the day. I've done everything I could think of; I’ve sent for different healers, but none was able to tell what had happened to her.
She was the best pack healer in the kingdom, and now she’s ill, and not even one person is able to treat her? What if she was dying slowly? I thought, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall; I couldn’t afford to show my weakness, not in front of everyone.
“Healer Rex, would you be able to help?” I asked desperately as my eyes darted back and forth to the last pack healer left in the kingdom. But the grim expression on his face made my blood boil.
“I’m sorry, my king, but all her v
