Chapter 98

Arabella's point of view.

"These are the herbs our doctors prescribed, they don't cure the plague, but at least the plague's effects was reduce... " Jone paused, sighed and shook his head in disappointment. ".. but the herbs aren't working anymore, no matter the amount we use, the plague just kept worsening everyday" he said.

Wymond picked a herb and sniffed it, a frown appeared on his face at once.

"Who's the head doctor?" he asked.

"He's at the health center" Jones replied.

"Take me there" Wymond commanded and Jones nodded in agreement.

He (Wymond) glanced at me and signaled me to follow them, I rolled my eyeballs as I grumbled coherently. I didn't wanna go with them, because I wanted to confirm something.

*I don't wanna look behind and realize you're not following me, you wouldn't wanna know what I'm gonna do to you, baby* he warned me through our mind-link.

*It's not as if I'm gonna do anything to help there*

*I just wanna be seeing you* he replied.

*But...*

*No buts, baby!* he