It was hopeless. No matter how much I looked through the books, I didn’t find anything that would explain the symptoms my patients were exhibiting, and I slammed the last of the books closed and put my head down in my arms. Another day had passed. Another night where my desperate solutions were working less and less. I had one patient on the brink of death, and I didn’t know, even if I found a way to cure them, if it was going to work at this point. Their organs were shutting down, and it seemed like there was nothing I could do about it.
And, worse, Prince Thalos hadn’t left the castle, so every time I left the little makeshift infirmary, I somehow ran into him. As if he was just waiting there for me so he could make his snide little comments. I was sick of his sneer, but that was yet an
