THE HEALER

HELPLESS HEALER

RAFA

I should be mad at Daven now. But, but I cannot stay mad at him. Although I was furious at what he did but I am in denial that I liked him. When he kissed me, I felt like I became alive and flying but I need to be elusive and not easily be carried away of what he did. I must not overthink that he liked me. The thought of being a kiss god, made my blood boils that he must have kissed a lot of women before. I don't want to be jealous but jealousy is the last thing I should work on with myself. I visited the two members of the council as per request of King Darius. They could barely walk and I have to get beside their bed and performed healing and advised their family to follow the prescription and make the patient religiously take it. I stayed for for almost two days to observe them and they started to walk in the morning. They enjoyed the miracles they received and I was so happy to see them happy in their full recovery. They thank me and so with their family, they wanted to give me something but I refused to receive it. I asked them to send it to the cabin for the supplications of herbs and food for the patients and they gladly agreed. I was on my way to my chamber but Gabee, Daven's assistant conveyed king Darius message that he needed my presence at his conference. I thought I would only be having a meeting with the king and queen but Daven was also there.

He never paid me attention and playing with his pen throughout our meeting. His cold gaze and handsome aura played on my mind.

After what happened, he never paid me attention at all. I felt little sad but this is better now. I need to forget about it and think that It never happened. The purpose of meeting with the king is the contract for teaching aspiring physicians in their entire kingdom, so I had to agree to lessen my workload in the future except if it is beyond their capability. I started the lessons and almost a hundred of immortals came. Daven also came with his assistant but he's not part of the class. He fixed his gaze at me but I could not read his mind. He came back to the expressions he had when I first saw him. Cold and emotionless. Why should I care if he doesn't look at me the way he looked at me before. I tried to avoid him and it only made lonelier. Gabee whispered to Daven and looked worried. He immediately left even if the class did not end yet. Looks urgent but I do not mind at all. When the class ended, a strange student approached me and talked to me in a sweet way as if we were close before. She asked a lot of questions regarding herb and medicine. She suddenly touched my hand and I did not dodge because I always try not to insult and misunderstand any immortals. While I am listening to her, my head started spinning and darkness consumed me. When I woke up, I found myself in a strange place, bones and skulls decorated in altar where I am tied with a rope. I screamed and cried but nobody responded to my plea. "What do you want from me? If there is anything I could help. There is no need of this!" My voice echoed through the wall and I feel my voice started to get raspy. I slept on a cold stone and feel a presence of an immortal coming. I am not familiar with his/her aura. But I am sure it's high ranking god. Gradually, an image appeared wearing a black cloak, expensive black clothes with golden linings and a 2-inch heeled boots. He unveiled his cloak and I saw his dark eyes going back to normal. He resembled like a demon, but a handsome one. "Who... who are you?" I asked but he just smirked at me. I shivered at his reaction and all I have in my mind is I wanted to get out. He kneeled and touched my face with his calloused hands. Oh my, is he going to kill me here? or burn me as a sacrifice? Later on, he started to talk, his green fierce eyes fixed at me. "You made a big mistake their, healer. In fact, your existence itself was already a mistake. If you could just extinct, all of the mainlands will be at peace."

"What, what do you mean?" I said dryly.

"If you could just let those who were dying to die, you will not be here. You see, healer, your existence is against the nature. You could just let the immortals meet their demise. But you! you let them enjoy an unlimited life. No matter how much diseases I released to all mainlands, you keep on healing them even the corrupt and wicked immortals, you overlooked their sins and healed them. And now, the Abyss is depopulated. What do you think is the reason for that?"

He stared daggers at me and I can't talk back to him. For the first time, I felt guilty as a healer, I don't even know why. All my deeds were good but he spoke them as of I am guilty of treason or worthy-of-death sin.

" Of course, it was hard for you to accept now, because you think that you are doing this for the sake of EVERY. LIVING. IMMORTALS." His eyes turned blacked but still handsome and alluring on the outside. But no matter how great his physical appearance is, I don't like him. He leaned closer to me and grab my neck with his large palm and bitten my neck harshly and I cried and struggled in his hold. As soon as he is done, he wiped off the blood left in his lips and carried me like a feather.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked angrily and scared at the same time

"To my bed" he grinned and I don't like this feeling. He can't be serious.

"Let go of me, you demon! You are not touching me!" He threw me to a large bed with purple and black combination of mattress. He cut the rope in my feet and hands with his power so I crawled out of the bed. He snapped his fingers and I was knocked out.