He stopped and glared at me, "what do you want?!"

I stopped, "Sir I happened to hear what you were talking about-"

"Oh really young men nowadays just listen and talk about people, the aristocratics..." he muttered turning back.

"Oh no sure I'm not a man, I'm a girl, I own the Healer place... I wanted to ask how much is your medicine and where are getting it?" I asked him.

He turned back to me eyeing me to see if I was lying, " We get it from the north a doctor travels down here every month, he has been here for a few days and is about to leave... I just need some money to pay him for medicine." He said solemnly.

I nodded, "Sir may I look at her?" I asked pointing down at the child.

He nodded but didn't let go of her, I bent down in front of them looking at the small girl she couldn't have been 4 or 5 years of age. Her face was flushed and her breathing was shallow, like he said before if she doesn't get treated soon she will die.

"Come, we need to get her some medicine now!" I urged him.

"But I don't have any money." He said silently.

"Don't worry sir, it's on the house... I want to save this girl, I care for her more than money." I told him grabbing his hand for reassurance.

His eyes widened, " God bless your soul... thank you!..thank you.. thank you..." he cried following me to the shop.

"I apologize for the mess, follow me she can have my bed." I said heading up the stairs.

"No really, I don't want you to get sick!"

"It's alright, don't worry about it." I said smiling gently at him.

I showed him the room and went back down stairs grabbing some herbs, "Yarrow... Dogwood...hmmm" looked at the collection I had then walked to my dad's medical bag.

I grabbed it heading upstairs, I paused before entering the old stared at the child his eyes full of warmth and pain. I swallowed the knot that formed in the back of my throat.

I walked in setting the bag down on the end of the bed, pulling the blanket off the young girl. "When did she fall ill?" I asked the man.

"I believe sometime last week..." he said observing me.

I lifted her right leg checking it as I heard someone enter the room. I looked back to see Jack.

I looked back at the leg, and then looked at her left one. I furrowed my brow, "did she have a rash?" I asked looking at her legs covered in multiple red bumps.

"Oh those no, those are 'squitor bites." He said.

My eyes widened, I placed a hand on her chest and under nose feeling her heart beat racing and her shallow breathes. "Malaria..." I said rushing down the steps back to the herb stash.

I quickly grabbed the Borage, Dogwood, Yarrow, and my family's special blend of herbs then rushed upstairs. I placed them down by the bed then turned to Jack, "can you get water, some wood?!" I asked him.

"Yeah!" He yelled rushing out the building for the supplies.

"Where did she get so many mosquito bites?" I asked the old man.

"We own the farm down the street and she wanted to help me get water from down by the river... why?"

"The reason she's sick is because of the mosquitoes... my father told me before they spread an illness called Malaria." I informed him.

The old man paled, "is it that deadly?" He asked looking at the young girl.

"Yes."

"I got the wood I'm getting the water now, do you have a bowl?" I heard Jack call.

"Yeah!" I yelled running to a crate down stairs getting a metal pot out handing it to him.

I took the wood and went to the fireplace in the kitchen putting it down, taking one block of it I ran out. There was a black Smith so they had fire, I need some fast.

Finding the Smith shop I barged in fast, "Sir? Excuse me sir?!" I called to him as he walked passed the door.

"Yes?" He asked confused.

"Do you have fire?"

"... yes? Why?"

"I need some now!" I yelled at him urgently.

"Um... sure I guess?" He said leading me to the back.

I stuck the wood in the fire letting it burn catching the flame, "Thank you sir!" I yelled rushing out.

Once I made it back to the shop I placed the fire wood on the other sticks fanning it to make it burn faster. I heard Jack burst through the door, "I got the water!"

I came out of the kitchen taking it from him, "can you go to the crates once the right and get some clothes?" I asked him.

He nodded I went to the kitchen placing the pot over the fire to let the water boil. "Got them!" Jack said coming to the door way.

"Good..." I said sighing.

"Ma'am!" I heard the old man scream.

I rushed out stumbling up the stairs to my room, I open the door and gasped.

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Heya everyone! I hope you like the beginning of her journey so far! Theres already drama as a healer! What do you think happened?

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~Fairy