Bab 43: Be Strong

"Where's Anna?"

Nana heard footsteps pounding up the stairs and ran to the door to see who it was. She was disappointed to find that it was His Highness.

"She's still working. She may come later."

"Work?" Nana heard the prince say that word often these days. "Do you mean she's burning that gray powder?"

"For the time being, yes."

Nana pouted and went back to the table. "I also have work," she thought. "I stay here and treat those who are injured while defending the town."

"What is it? Are you bored when Anna is away?" Roland smiled. Taking a chair, he sat down by the fireplace.

"Well..." Nana looked down. Honestly, she did not want to help the injured. It was just… too terrible.

She remembered the scene when she first treated Brian. He was soaked in blood, and the reddish-brown clots solidified in his chest. Red and white blood bubbled out of his dry lips. Upon seeing this, she fainted...

She was so ashamed.