Rosie's Games

Chapter 71: Princess Isabel 1

Rosalind could not help but pinch her legs to try and stop herself from smiling when she saw the white jade-like skin of the woman that she was supposed to heal.

To maintain anonymity, the woman was covered with a piece of black fabric from her head to her toe and Rosalind was not allowed to hear her voice or even looked at her. She can only touch her wrist for the initial examination that she needed to do before the treatment began.

"What is it?" the old woman standing behind the woman covered in black asked. "Can you feel it?"

"Miss Lin does not want noise when treating people," Mr. Pratt stated. "I suggest we wait."

"What! Wait? Clearly, you brought someone who wants to trick us," said an older man wearing the white clothing that physicians love to wear while doing their treatments. Since they arrived at the house located on the outskirts of the Capital, the man had shown his skepticism and suspicion that Rosalind could not heal the woman.

"Hmph! How could someone heal a dark curse when even the ones who are Blessed with the light cannot do it," the man continued.

"You should close your mouth, Yates. I called them, I will take responsibility if something happens," the man standing next to Yates chimed in. "Please go on, we apologize for interrupting you."

"It seems that a demonic snake did this to you?" Rosalind asked as if she didn't know. She was currently wearing a hood that covered most of her face, not to mention, there was a skin mask beneath the hood. This was just some extra protection that Mr. Pratt had to do to ensure that no one would know her real identity.

There was a thick suffocating silence.

"If I am right then it was not an ordinary snake. This is a heavenly demonic snake and no one else can remove this curse but me." Rosalind got up.

"Can you really do it?" someone asked. Right now, Princess Isabel, who was beneath the black clothing, was surrounded by groups of maids, physicians, and knights. These people were all from the Duance Household and it was pretty easy to predict who was beneath the clothes. She found this both stupid and entertaining.

She could not understand if they did it on purpose or if they were just trying to be funny. Did they come in here intending to make her laugh?

"Yes, I can."

"If you are lying"

"The Four Quarter Masters will take responsibility if Miss Lin is lying," Mr. Pratt bravely stated.

"Then what do you want? Name your price."

Rosalind did not answer.

"What are you doing!?"

"Yates, calm down. You are not helping."

"No. This is just ridiculous! Why would someone say that they can heal the curse? If that is true"

"I am not going to heal her," Rosalind clarified.

There was another silence before chaos ensued.

"Why?"

"Why can't you do it!?"

"These people are lying!"

"The Four Quarter Masters should take responsibility for this!"

"Everybody shut your mouth!" a shrill voice came from under the clothes.

"Young miss"

"Enough!" the woman got up then without warning, she removed the clothes that covered her face.

Rosalind took a few steps back and hid behind Mr. Pratt.

"Now that you already know who I am then you must heal me!"

"Princess Isabel I don't think that this is something you should be saying at the moment," Mr. Pratt calmly said. Princess Isabel immediately glared at the older man.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I am not important," Mr. Pratt smiled. "If that is what you wanted to know."

"I want her to heal me," Princess Isabel ordered. "Tell her to heal me. We will be paying her anything that she wanted. My father if you do not know who he is My father is the Duke of Duance. He will give you anything you want as long as you heal me."

"Sadly, as much as I want you to feel better, Princess Isabel, I cannot just order Miss Lin to do something that she does not want."

"You Don't you know who I am?" Princess Isabel scratched. "I am Princess Isabel! The only princess of the Empire!"

"I don't think you understand everything, Princess Isabel, so let me inform you. There are currently seven empires in this continent," Mr. Pratt said calmly. "We have buildings in all of those empires. We join the banquet set by the Emperor and we keep the goods coming in and out. You are nothing but a princess in an Empire, you have no immediate power to trade or the skills to do so. Given your current circumstances, I do not think that you have the right to raise your voice and use your status to try and intimidate my subordinate. You are the one who needed our help, not the other way around."

Mr. Pratt smiled.

"You"

"Am I wrong, Your Highness?"

"How could you"

"If this matter will reach the Emperor's ears, I am certain he would not be pleased to know that you would offend one of the only merchant guilds that would move goods in and out of this Empire because of your own selfish goals."

"You have promised us that you will not tell anyone about this."

"I did." Mr. Pratt stated. "But I do not remember giving the promise to let a mere princess disrespect me and the person that is going to heal her."

"Do not think of"

"Princess it is"

"AHHHHH!" Suddenly, the Princess held her head. "My head hurts!"

"Your Highness!"

"Physician, the symptom is"

"Someone bring water."

"Let us bring the Princess to her rooms!"

Rosalind suddenly approached the Princess. She was about to touch her when a knight stopped her.

"I am going to take the pain away," Rosalind said.

"Let her!" the older man from the Princess's faction said and the knight immediately complied.

Rosalind did not hesitate to touch the Princess and absorbed a little bit of the curse.

Almost immediately, the Princess stopped screaming and her breathing slowly turned normal. However, she was still weak, so weak, she could not stand anymore. Two of her maids held her arms and helped her sit down.

"She She was able to"

"How did she do that?"

"It is not something permanent," Rosalind said calmly. "I understand that the pain from the curse is something that the Princess cannot handle so I thought of giving her a small gift. I usually absorb the curse and in turn, I will be the one that will suffer the pain. This was the reason why I said that I cannot heal the Princess," Rosalind continued. She could actually heal the Princess, but for the love of the Goddess, she was not going to miss any opportunity to earn more gold.

"Whatever you mean?" the old man asked, curious.

"Are you saying that you absorb the curse and you will be the one that will suffer instead of the Princess?" the man named Yates uttered. "It is an honor to suffer in the name of the Princess! It is not like we will not pay you anything that you want. The Duke of Duance would do everything to make the Young Miss feel better!"

"It would kill me," Rosalind lied without batting an eyelid.

"What?"

"If I do it it would kill me. The pain I would not be able to survive the curse."

"But"

"The curse that the Princess has is too sinister. If I absorbed everything all at once, my body would explode and that might not even guarantee that the curse inside her body would disappear." It was not like Rosalind was exaggerating, in fact, she was telling the truth. She could not absorb both the Princess' curse and the curse inside the young Alma's body at the same time.

She was not that all-powerful and strong yet.

Her ability to heal came from the fact that she could absorb the curse and store it inside her body. This was a part of her dark Blessing. However, her body could not store everything at once, she needed to use the dark curse from time to time before she could absorb more.

"All at once?" the older man asked. "Do you mean, you can slowly do it?"

"Yes, however, the pain that I will experience will be tripled what the Princess will undergo. So I demand a large amount of gold as compensation for not being able to get up for a least a week as I suffer from the curse!" Rosalind said as she stopped herself from laughing.