A miracle

"L-lord Vincent…!" Madam Imelda quickly rushed to Vincent's side and almost cupped his face in her hands, she stopped midway to realize that doing that would get her arms chopped off.

Her mouth could hardly translate what she had witnessed… how incredible, a miracle! Surely this has to be a miracle, "Are you alright, my Lord. Do you feel any pain?" She asked, her eyes scanning for any visible anomalies to his health. Her heart pounded restlessly both in worry and joy.

Imelda could see his gray eyes dilate… he could feel it too… Even Vincent couldn't hide his surprise as the warm morsel of cake went down his throat.

How… how was it possible?! He had just eaten a whole muffin and hadn't even the slightest bit of reaction. There was no pain, no unbearable irritation in his throat, he didn't feel like his insides are on fire, instead, it melted in his mouth like a soothing balm, tantalizing his taste buds in the most painless manner… the beautiful sensation of taste which laid dormant for