Evans pov contd.
I continued to fidget at my seat. It would not go well at all!
"You will, right?" she asked me with her doe eyes and all i could do was nod.
"Ssure, my lady." I replied as I did not have a choice. She smiled brightly as she moved her hands closer to my face and then blinked her eyes expectantly.
I adjusted the collar of my shirt as I suddenly felt there was a lack of fresh air in the room. Her smiling face was making me agitated.
But before I could open my mouth and blow on her hands, we both heard a furious voice.
"What do you think you are doing?" the old man looked at me with utter annoyance as if I had stolen his gold.
"He was helping me in lessening the pain. So do wait for a minute.`` Before I could even speak a word, I heard the girl speaking to the physician.
"My lady, he has no experience with wounds. Let me help you, I promise you will not even feel the pain." he assured and i nodded and tried to stand up but she held my hands tightly.
"Of course ,you know better. But I still want him to blow on my hands before you can treat my hands." she replied adamantly and then she turned and smiled brightly at me. Her expressions turned softer in an instant. "You promised me, Evan. Are you trying to go back on your promise?" though she was still speaking in a softer tone, why did i feel like she was a devil. Maybe I was too nervous but for a second I felt cold sweat on my body. As if someone was trying to control it. I have been held tightly by someone. I could feel the weight over my chest. But when I looked around there was no one.
She pulled me back when i was busy in looking around and then passed me a sweet smile,
"I knew that you would not do that! You are a kind man after all.'' I could only laugh awkwardly at her continuous persistence. Why was she so persistent with it and how was she sure that I was too kind!?
"But my lady.." now my last hope was this old man and his bias towards me, who could save me from this predicament. 'Come on, take her away from me. She was clinging to me like I was the reason she was breathing. No matter how much i try, she did not let my hands go.'
"It is ok, amber. You do not need to worry. I know what is good for me. He will take good care of me. I will be fine if he blows over my hands and then I will not even need these medicines. You understand my point, and agree with it, right?" she tilted her head as the man continued to look deep into her eyes and then something very unexpected occurred. He nodded!
The man who hated me like I was a pest in his life, nodded when she asked that only a swig of air would be able to treat her wounds.
"But sir Amber.." I tried to call him but he did not even look at me as if he could not listen to me.
"Evan, you should not keep the lady waiting. She must be in too much pain. You should hurry up and blow on her hands. I will make sure that no one would disturb you in the meantime." he replied in a monotonous voice. His anger was long gone and his face had turned neutral too, making me confused.
"But sir Amber, you should use the medicine to treat the wound. It would work better than blowing air.'' I tried to call the man but he did not listen at all. He went and closed the door as he stated so that no one would disturb us. I felt like crying at that moment. Why were they not listening to me?
"It is painful, Even. Are you enjoying my pain that you did not move at all? `` I felt guilty when she used that disappointed tone and asked me why I was not resting her wounds.
I have always helped anyone whom I had seen in problems, but I have promised my father that no one would know about my abilities and I would never let anyone know. If I accepted her request then I would break my promise to my father.
'Oh lord! Please help me.' I closed my eyes and called for the only one whom I trusted in this whole world.
I felt her hands on my cheeks and I opened my eyes, my eyes met her blue eyes. But they were not bright like before but it felt like a frozen lake. It was sucking my soul deep.
I felt like someone was clutching my heart and I could not breathe at all. It was such excruciating pain that it felt like I would die any moment.
"You should learn to listen, Evan. now do not be stubborn and so as i said.`` What was that? Why did I want to listen to her or was she right? I should not think too much. Shouldn't I help the person who is in need? She is a nice person. I should help her.
With that thought! I nodded "yes, my lady." I replied back and held her hand.
But then I heard a sharp sound and then a shriek, everything engulfed in fire, making my eyes widened and then I lost consciousness.
"You are a fool, Evans.' was all I heard before I felt the darkness took me over.