Nero wanted to let Quin be and not disturb him about helping the Prince’s mother, but the more he tried, the more difficult it became. “Are you going to tell me why you decided not to help him?” He asked, eyes still on Quin who shook his head slowly.“Forget about it, Nero. I don’t want to talk about it.” He said, causing Nero to sigh.“But you can still forgive whatever they did to you, Quin. I know you, you can never neglect the plea to help someone.” Quin scoffed. “You thought you still knew me, Nero. A lot has changed since the fire incident. I don’t see any reason why I should help Prince Darrell, and until then, I don’t want to talk about it again.” Quin dismissed himself and walked away at once.“At least I tried,” Nero muttered when he realized that his efforts had gone to waste.Then he sat on one of the couches and sighed heavily. Quin walked to one of the doors along the hallway on the last floor and knocked twice. A few seconds later, the door opened and his uncle, E

The prince was already waiting for them to arrive, pacing from one part of the courtyard to the other with his hands clasped behind him. Prince Darrell Renton was a handsome young man with long curly black hair that he fancied to braid often. His ravishing skin was one of his most attractive features, including his blue eyes that glittered like the sea. He was married to the daughter of the Mayor of Brightwood City, an arrangement that was made to strengthen the union between the two cities that had been at war for years. His wife Hilda was an epitome of beauty, but she lacked sympathy, and the only thing that mattered to her was authority and spending lavishly. As soon as Darrell saw Quin approaching, a heavy sigh erupted from him and he started moving toward him at once, unable to kick against the urge. “I have been waiting for you, Doctor Quin. Welcome, and thank you so much for coming on such short notice.” He was glad, but Quin refused to reciprocate the smile on his face.

Quin was silent for a while, and then he turned to Frank with a stern look on his face. “Do you agree to this?”“Yes, Doctor Quin!” Frank responded at once and Quin nodded.“Okay, you better get going.” He said and the King’s advisor left in a hurry. “That’s settled then! You can get to work!” Prince Darrell seemed to be in a hurry, but again he had offended Quin with the way he spoke to him.“I am sorry, please…” He apologized after seeing the way he looked at him. Quin turned to the poor Queen, and because he felt so much pity for her, he proceeded to make the herb that was going to cure her.Slowly, he started mixing the herbs, but he was still in the process when he heard footsteps approaching, indicating that someone was walking into the room.It was the Prince’s wife, Princess Hilda, and she came in alongside a maiden who was carrying a tray.Inside the tray was a plate filled with soup, and a glass of water was beside it. Quin and Hilda never talked even though he had seen h

While Hilda was still struggling to free herself from the clutches of the maidens who were holding onto her, Quin walked up to the Doctors with so much delight etched on his face.Without being told, the Doctors already knew that they were in a lot of trouble, and the only plan they had was to start begging.“We know we wronged you in the past, Quin! But we were not in our right senses! Please don’t take this to heart!” The Doctor in the middle pleaded with a shaky breath.He was the youngest among the three Doctors who were on their knees, and the situation seemed to be too much for him to handle.“Please, Quin! Don’t hurt us! Don’t hurt me!” He continued to be, moving backward while he kept his eyes on Quin. “I swear! I didn’t mean to do it, but they forced me to!” The Doctor pointed at his cohorts, and they gasped at how selfish and easy to break he was. The two other Doctors saw that it was either they spoke up for themselves or they could be in a lot of trouble. They decided to

Quin exchanged glances with almost everyone in the room, and then he stopped at Prince Darrell who still wasn’t able to look at him. “I have done what I came here to do, I think I should be on my way.” He said calmly, causing everyone in the room to look at him in surprise.“What kind of a man is he?” One of the maidens in the room asked, and her colleagues joined her to question about the nature of the strange Doctor standing in front of everyone.“Do you mean that you don’t want anything, Doctor Quin?” The Queen asked and the Queen nodded.“There is nothing I this world that you can give me to appease me. I came here for a reason, and that reason has been accomplished.” Quin stood firm on his decision, and at that moment, it looked like he had cased more remorse to surge into the body of the Prince. “I can’t let you go without showing my appreciation, Quin.” Prince Darrell insisted, and then he was able to lift his head to look at Quin who held onto the plain expression on his fac