Chehin's Fortune

"I-Is that normal, Lord Healer?" 

It was Rea Mariyah who could not stand the agonizing screams of her son. She held her crumpled silk handkerchief until her knuckles turned white. Biting her lower lip, cold sweat trickled down her spine as she looked anywhere but her twitching son on the bed.

The Lord Healer remained calm. The servant he brought, who was a Martial Tier mage, served him an enchanted herb tea. While waiting for Chehin's tendons, muscles, meridians, and bones' reconstruction, the Lord Healer chatted with General Ronin and Rufiant Mariyah to the side.

Axue Mariyah, on the other, sat beside her mother and tried her best to show distress for her mother when in reality she wanted nothing more but to let Chehin die from excessive pain.

She held Rea Mariyah's hand and squeezed it to offer comfort.

Unbeknownst to Rea Mariyah, her beloved daughter wanted nothing more but the demise of the very son she was distressed with.