LUCAS
I approached Carmin's house with a mixture of hope and apprehension. The herb was clutched tightly in my hand, its leaves still vibrant despite the journey. Carmin was our last hope, the only one who could save Ava.
I knocked on the door, the sound echoing through the quiet forest. Moments later, Carmin appeared, her wise eyes studying me with a mixture of curiosity and knowing. "Lucas," she greeted, her voice a soothing melody. "You've returned."
I nodded, a surge of urgency coursing through me. "Carmin, we need your help. Ava... she's in bad shape."
Carmin's gaze sharpened, and she gestured for me to enter. "Bring the herb, let's not waste any time."
As she prepared the remedy, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over me. Carmin was a healer beyond compare, her
