Ancient born

Today was the first time I would meet my first client as a healer, and absolutely nothing would dampen my excitement. Archie had already briefed me on the prince’s condition and his medications so far, but I needed to examine him myself and come up with my own medications.

I walked into the Healing bank humming joyfully, greeting everyone along the way to the reception. Every healer was ordered by law to open an account at the healing bank. It could be opened as a family account or as an individual account. The account opened would contain all information on the prescriptions and drug formulas used for all official patients, as well as a detailed report on the recovery process of each patient and samples of all drugs used on them.

The stares I received as I walked through the bank was nothing new. Each time I showed up in public, I always felt the stares from onlookers. I couldn’t blame anyone for being curious about me. I was curious about me too. But the visible show of disgust on their faces at the sight of me was completely unnecessary. At first, I thought I saw it wrongly, but I have had 3 years to be certain it was disgust on their faces. I guess it was, once a parasite, always a parasite to these people.

“Morning Eve.” The receptionist greeted, beaming at me.

“Hey Miranda,” I replied with a smile. She was an apprentice and heir to a more prestigious family than mine. We met in the academy and for some reason, my source resonated with hers, probably because she was always nice to me. She is one of my best friends.

“Congrats on your first royal patient, honey,” she said, giving me a side hug.

“Thanks.” I replied, “Can you show me Archie’s vault?”

My eyes kept wandering around on our way to the vault. It was where all his information was stored. He refused to register an online account, saying someone could hack the information stored in it. He opted for a more secure option in his opinion.

Miranda led me to a different section of the bank aligned with vaults all along the wall. Some vaults looked bigger than others. I guess it depended on what the family it belongs to paid for.

We approached a junction. “This way,” she said, and turned left. I followed her down the hall until we arrived at a door that had 10th healer written boldly on it. They were a few other doors around it with inscriptions on them as well, but I wasn’t close enough to see what was written.

“Thanks” I smiled warmly at her as she walked away to attend to another healer that had just walked by.

Opening the door with the pin Archie had given me, I walked into a full-fledged library, if you could even call it that. It looked like a mini version of the vault arrangement I had just walked by. The room was partitioned with several walls all aligned with vaults. There was a wooden ladder on each row to climb up to the ones farther up.

What the hell! How could he possibly remember the pins to all of this?

I searched for the vault with Prince Luke pasted on it and opened it with the second pin he had given me. Taking what I needed from there, I closed the vault and left.

“Miranda, are the owners of the vaults the only ones with the pin?” I asked when I walked back to the reception desk, because if that was the case, it looked pretty safe to me.

“No. Any problem?”

“Not really, just curious.”

“The general council has the pins as well. All the information in here is theirs to begin with.” She informed me.

We exchanged short pleasantries then I bade her fare well and went on my way.