During dinner, Iris kept scratching her palm. Somehow, she felt so itchy and the food tasted like sand in her mouth. She felt unwell the last time she met with Prince Kellan as well, and every time she met with him, the feeling only intensified.
There was something she must remember, but no matter how harder she tried, she couldn’t help but feel this fear creep into her being. This feeling was almost the same as when she entered a dark room, which was the place she was so afraid of.
Iris couldn’t eat comfortably, as she kept scratching her palm and now the itchiness spread to her arms.
Meanwhile, Cane and Prince Kellan were in the middle of an important discussion, which Iris didn’t have any desire to know.
All of a sudden, Cane’s hand stopped her from scratching herself and Iris lifted her head to see both of them were staring at her. "Did you touch something dirty?"
"I don’t know," Iris mumbled, she lowered her head and saw her arms were so red, so did her palms. "I am not feeling well." She just wanted to get out of this room, stay far away from Prince Kellan.
"Did you eat the pie?" Prince Kellan suddenly asked, concern evident in his voice.
Cane put his finger under her chin and lifted her head to look at him. "Did you eat the pie?" He repeated the question from Prince Kellan, because Iris missed it.
"Yes, I took two bites of it."
"Ah!" Prince Kellan gasped and this reaction made Cane look in his direction, his eyes questioning him about it. "I forgot that you have an allergy to strawberries, right?"
"You have an allergy to strawberries?" Cane asked Iris and took a bite of the pie, from the taste of it, the pie was indeed a mixture of strawberry and apple.
"Yes."
"Call a healer here," Kellan immediately said to the warrior behind him. "Alpha, you can take her to the first room on the left on the second floor."
Cane immediately helped Iris to get up, as her face blanched, she started to hyperventilate, as she breathed with so much difficulty.
Because Iris couldn’t steady herself, Cane took her in his arms, he carried her all the way out of the dinning hall, while she writhed in pain.
On the other hand, seeing how Cane rushed Iris out, both Hanna and Ethan immediately followed them, while Nala and the old woman next to her were confused.
"Please stop her from scratching herself and don’t let her lie down, because she can’t breathe when she is lying down, she needs to be in a sitting position and I need to gather the herbs that she needs." Hanna gave another glass of warm water to Cane. "Please, keep her hydrated."
And after telling Cane all she could remember, she rushed out of the room to gather the herbs she needed.
"Go with her," Cane said to Ethan, who immediately followed Hanna out.
Not long after that, the healer that Kellan had summoned entered the room, she immediately checked on Iris and casted a healing spell, but just like what Hanna had told them, Iris’ body didn’t respond to the healing power.
"This is so strange, why is my healing magic not working on her?" The healer mumbled, she was a woman in her early forties with brown hair and dark eyes. Her eyebrows furrowed deeply, as she tried for a second time and then the third and the fourth, but the result was still the same. "Her body is rejecting the magic. This is the first time I see it."
"She is a runt," Cane said and the healer nodded.
"Probably because she is a runt, her body may have developed differently." Though she said that, she was not convinced that was the sole reason her magic didn’t work on her.
"Someone named Hanna, my mate’s personal maid, has gone out to look for herbs she needs. It will be helpful if you can guide her."
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