THE HEALER

The General

"Lady Rafa, the patients are coming!" one of my apprentices shouted as a group of men rushed in, carrying each other, arms hung on each other's shoulders.

"Bring the stretchers here, quick!" I wore a thick white dress with simple embroidery, the same as my apprentices. This is our code which symbolises peace and sanity. If you are able to get lost deep in the forest and happen to see us all together, you might think that you are lost in heaven.

Over a hundred wounded soldiers are coming from the mainland of Suncrest. Their uniform symbol is a shining sun on the upper-right of their soldier's uniform. Their outfits are all in gold color and you can almost distinguish them, like walking gold from afar. But they only wear these colors during battles. In their kingdom, there are a lot of beautiful females and handsome males. Their females are naturally born aggressive and the males as well, but they didn't seem to like their females. It's kind of not challenging for men. During my travels, I always visited the royal family, specifically the kings and queens, giving medical advice and healing on the spot. This is my life's purpose and I quite enjoy it a lot because it can help living life, IMMORTALS. I am not into wars. All of the mainland knew that I was not participating in healing a specific kingdom. Whoever comes and needs help, I always extend my heart and hand to them.

The patients are all settled in so I started to check on them one by one. I always wore with me my magical mask to avoid attention from male patients. Because, way back, I usually approach them with my face on display, most men courting me on the spot, they seem to forget that they are wounded and hitting on me while I am checking on them. I am not really familiar with my face because we do not have mirrors in our place and even reflections on water. I don't dare to look at them.. I just don't know why I have this trauma of mirrors.

"Is this part here hurt?" touching the shoulder of a patient with a bruised and swollen arm. I signaled one of my apprentices to prepare the herbal creams and bring them in right away. I dubbed the cream on the patient and this process goes on and on with patient after patient. After I finished my rounds, I went outside the cabin to face the windy aura of our yard, my favourite place to breathe, not just because of trees, but because of the lake in front of the cabin, just 3 kilometers from our cabin and you will witness the beautiful and majestic scenery of the lake and mountains.

I started to walk towards the rays of the sun guiding me to the lake and noticed a tall figure of a man, very regal and majestic. As I drew closer, I noticed his long silky black hair flowed down to his waist, like a god who lived the longest and strongest in the entire macrocosm. He doesn't look at me until I am almost close to him.

"Are you one of the attendees of my army?" he asked and gave a quick turn and went back to face the scenery.

"Ahh, yes. Your men are badly wounded." I replied, not showing any emotions or disliking what happened.

He turned to look at me, as if he was curious about my reply. When he was about to face me, I was lost in thought upon seeing his gorgeous face. Strong and at the same time pretty. But his body is somehow not pretty because he is more of the gods sculpted in a museum. His long hair emphasised his perfect jawline, blue ocean eyes, thick lashes, straight nose and lips like a bow of a cupid was drawn on the upper lip of his. He wore a white cape with gold embroidery, covering his golden armor. I never noticed that I was looking up at him, because he is so tall and my face was facing his chest.