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Meanwhile in Helilia.

The door was pushed open and a man holding several covered bowls on a tray stepped in.

"Finally!", Miguel exhaled heavily as he took a bowl from the tray.

"Well-done Clark!", He said patting the man's shoulder.

Clark nodded and walked up to Kayla.

"Here!", Clark said recklessly as he lowered the tray for her.

Clark had no regard for Kayla; in his eyes, she was the worse among all his suspects.

She's the root cause of the problem, suffering and yet still doesn't want to speak so they could all be free.

Kayla looked at him with her once beautiful eyes which now had tick dark circles around them, and at first wanted to reject it, but when she considered how hungry she was and how long she might have to wait for such an opportunity again, she slowly stretched out her hands forwards to take it.

However, seeing how slow and reluctant she moved, Clark moved away with the two bowls still on the tray and went to sit in a corner next to Miguel who sat next to Claire as they ate.

Kayla looked at them eating and couldn't say a word.

After taking a couple of spoons from the porridge, Miguel suddenly raised his head and saw the beautiful Kayla looking up to the roof as tears streamed down both her cheeks.

She thought about Luca and how much love she had for him... Willing to give up her life for him.

How did she end up here?

What happened to the understanding she and Luca used to have.

Even when she was faulty, he still understood her and pulled her up from what ever mess she found herself.

Now the supposed princess of Phytillia, weak, hungry and sick but can't be helped.

On seeing her this way, Miguel felt pity for her but still shocked up a: "why are you crying?!'

She said nothing and continued.

He looked at Clark and took the last bowl and placed it in front of her.

Her eyes were closed and so she didn't noticed when a spoon of porridge was forced into her mouth.

Her eyes opened up immediately and she saw Miguel in front of her.

"Eat something! We don't want you dying before the procedures!", He added.

Before now, she thought that the procedures Miguel meant was an abortion, but after Miguel's explaination, she understood his intentions and so wasn't so scared anymore.

After entering Helilia they sold most of their properties, so they could pay for a place to stay and something to eat. Wouldn't it be a waste of her sold belongings if she refused anything given to her?

Thinking of this, she collect the spoon which Miguel left in her mouth and took out.

"It's all yours!", Miguel said as he walked back to Clark.

"How long do we have to wait?!", He asked.

"As soon as we are done eating we can go see him or I'll go get him!", Luca replied.

"Really?!", Miguel said surprised.

He knew how many persons had come for healing and the norm of Helilia's healing center was that anyone who came around would have to buy a tag, and these tags had Types, varieties and numbers.

The numbers indicated the order at which each individual would be called up for treatment.

The varieties indicated the kind of disease the individual had so he would be allocated to a healer specialised on that area.

And the type indicated the quality of the tag; the wealthy dominated in this case. The quality of your card could reduce the number of persons you have to wait for to meet a true specialist; for example:

198 persons get a common tag and you want to purchase yours, you'll either be the 199th person on the queue, the 20th person having a gold tag, the 5th person having a black gold card or if not unlucky the 1st having the diamond card.

So when Miguel heard this, he wondered what trick Miguel had pulled to get results this fast.

"Yes My Lord", Clark replied.

He knew what Miguel was thinking so he added: "The gold tag had no one engaging the specialist and so I got the gold tag 1", he replied.

"Awesome, the quicker we get this result the safer we are. Let's get this over with before someone sees us and goes to the temple!", He replied.

When Kayla heard "Demons", her heart tightened.

Before the 48hours was expelled, she had been scared, but when she was in Phytillia, the fear wasn't so great; she had her father and several helpers.

But after leaving Phytillia, her fear increased by alot. Now that she was in an Helilia and the 48hours had been expelled, she literally had been daydreaming about these demons coming to eat her up.

The spoon dropped from her hand as she began to shake in fear.

"Please Miguel, let's stay in! Don't even call the healer. What if he betrays us?!", She spoke as she cried.

"This has to be done! Unlike you, I don't want to hide for sins I did not commit. Dying trying to prove my innocence is better than being a living shadow", He added.

"Please!", She begged shivering in fear as her head played short clips of how her body being eaten by a demon would look like.

"Why beg now? You refused to tell me the truth that's entirely what brought us here in the first place.", Miguel added.

For Miguel, his life at this point didn't mean much to him, all he wanted was redemption, especially to his father.

"Fine! I'll speak! I'll speak!", She cried.

"You'll speak now!!!", Clark blurted angered.

"What's wrong with your thinking?!", He added aloud.

"We had been in your safe zone ever since, but you choose to speak now when your are at the brink of death, of what use is it?!!!", Clark added.

"Spare me the Slash! Lord Miguel, I am going to bring the healer over.", Clark said and without waiting for Miguel's reply, he stormed out.

Miguel was also surprised, but he really didn't know what to say. Clark had said his mind and so he was short of words at this time.

To be continued......