ISHAQ
Was I wrong to come and run to Kazumu? Would it have been better if I pleaded with my for mistress to ask her physicians to heal my wife instead? Were the cuts and bruises on my feet for naught?
I had known Kazumu for years, helped him in a few ways I could when he first served my mistress. The royal physicians could not tame her bad cough once, but only Kazumu was able to make it go away. I sometimes thought that he must have magic. But now, I realised that he was just an ordinary healer. He couldn’t bring my wife and child back.
“Ishaq, it’s too late. Olabisi is gone before you arrive here. You yourself must have known that,” Kazumu said in a quiet voice.
I lifted my crying face to look at him again, my heart still lamented at my losses. “Please, Kazumu! Tell me how to get her
