Chapter 7

Lillian Pov

It has been two days since I came back to the demon kingdom and all the physicians that have come kept saying the same thing. There is no cure. Zira is becoming more pale, the veins are becoming bigger and some are protruding out of her skin. I am getting more worried and scared because she looks like she is slowly dying and there is nothing I can do.

Asher traveled today to personally meet a famous physician on the outskirts of the kingdom, so I don’t know how long that will take, but I hope he comes back with good news. I clean the sweat forming on her face gently. Her skin is so pale and icy but somehow she sweats like she is inside a volcano. I breathe out tiredly, just looking at her. Then the door opened and Alma came in, looking elegant as usual. But I can see she is wearing a wig. I ripped most her hair off.

“What are you doing here?” I growled, standing up from the bed. She gave me a cruel smirk.

“You know, you had the guts to lay your filthy hands on me,” s