“What? Preparing for what?” I turned my head and raised my eyebrows in surprise as I saw Timothee walk in and smile happily.
Timothee let out a long breath. “Didn’t I tell you that last night? We’re meeting with Healer Cruz.”
I stared at Timothee for a long time. “I don’t remember you saying that. What is it about?”

Timothee rolled his eyes. “About mom.”
I understand and immediately nod. “But I haven’t finished the food here, Timmy. You made it with all your heart. I don’t want to see it go to waste.”
Timothee smiled and put the tray on the bedside table. “I’ll eat it later, but we have to leave now. Cruz is expecting us.”
As we made our way to Healer Cruz’s office, my mind was racing with questions. What method will Healer Cruz use to keep Fae Aurora immortal? We arrived in front of the Healer Cruz Pavilion. In this pavilion, we were immediately greeted by Healer Cruz.
The method that Healer Cruz will use to keep Fae Aurora immortal is by providing a special treatment that only the best healers in the world possess. I was surprised when Healer Cruz took out a small object from his robe pocket. It was a crystal that was bright blue and emitted a very bright light.
Healer Cruz explained that this crystal was the Immortal Crystal, a rare object only possessed by high-level healers. This crystal can emit energy that can enhance the Immortal strength within Fae Aurora’s body. By possessing this crystal, Fae Aurora will remain young and eternal forever.

Not only that, but Healer Cruz also provided some special potions made from rare plants to strengthen the Immortal within Fae Aurora’s body. This potion not only maintains the Immortal strength but also provides additional strength that can be utilized when needed.
“Mix this with the drink consumed by Fae Aurora,” said Healer Cruz as he handed over some packets of the potion. “She won’t suspect anything,” he continued with a smile.
“But how does the medicine work?” Timothee asked. “Didn’t you say yesterday that the sacrifice required blood?” he added.
“True, but the sacrifice requires special blood. Blood from an Immortal who has reached a certain age and possesses great strength,” Healer Cruz explained seriously.

“What do you mean, Healer Cruz. I don’t understand,” I asked, confused.
“Blood from an Immortal who has reached a certain age and possesses great strength, here is known as Holy Blood. This blood has very strong energy and can strengthen the Immortal within Fae Aurora’s body,” Healer Cruz explained. “And the Immortal Crystal will enhance and maintain this Holy Blood within her body.”
I was amazed by the knowledge and techniques possessed by Healer Cruz. It was no wonder that he was known as one of the best healers in the world.
Healer Cruz also explained that this treatment needed to be repeated every few years to ensure Fae Aurora’s immortality. As long as she continues to consume the potion and have her Immortal strength maintained, she will remain young and strong forever.
I couldn’t believe that Fae Aurora would receive such a precious gift from Healer Cruz. It was truly an honor for us to be in the presence of such a great healer and witness this process.
“I don’t expect he’ll give us some potions like this.” I hold the the potion-filled pouch tightly.
Timothee giggled with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Oh, come on, where’s your sense of adventure? Who knows what kind of magical mischief we could get up to with these potions?”
“It’s for mom, I hope it’ll work out. Not only will it bring her relief, but it will also show how much we care about her wellbeing.” I smiled to Timothee in agreement.
“I’m really curious, whose blood did Healer Cruz utilize? “What is fairy ancestral blood?”
I cupped my chin in confusion, thoroughly baffled by the situation. Nevertheless, I have received some assistance to maintain Fae Aurora’s existence in this world.
“The ice cream already melted. I’ll make you new one.” Timothee mentioned his homemade ice cream that he had been working on all day.
“That’ll be awesome. Thank you, Timothee.”
As we continued our joyful and intriguing conversation, a dark figure suddenly appeared, blocking our path. With a swift movement, they snatched the potion-filled pouch from my hand and disappeared into the shadows.
Timothee and I gazed at each other in disbelief, a surge of determination coursing through our veins as we vowed to retrieve what was rightfully ours.
“Stop or I’ll kill you!” I shouted, my voice filled with frustration and anger.
Timothee hold my hand when I intend to chase after them.
“What are you doing?” I yelled from being so annoyed.
“There’s no need to chase them, dear.”
“They’re taking everything!” I pushed Timothee away.
“Listen to me, mate!” Timothee pulled me back.
“Why should I? They’re robbing us blind!”
Timothee sighed, “I know it’s frustrating, but we can’t just go after them without a plan. It’s not safe.”
I clenched my fists in anger, “But they’re getting away with our belongings!”
“Sometimes we have to let things go,” Timothee said
“That potion doesn’t mean much because without that immortal crystal they don’t get any benefits.” Timothee continued.
I immediately went to touch the immortal crystal inside my cloak pocket. It was still there.
“See? We still have it,” Timothee reassured me.
“But what about the other items they took?” I asked, feeling defeated and worried about our future without those items.
“We’ll figure something out,” Timothee said confidently, “But for now, let’s focus on getting back to the mansion safely.”
I grudgingly followed Timothee’s lead, still feeling frustrated and angry. I couldn’t help but think about the thieves and their audacity to steal from us. We had always been kind and generous to everyone in the Silver Armor Pack, yet someone chose to betray our trust and rob us.
“Who do you think it is?” I asked Timothee as we walked through the familiar forest paths.
“I have no idea,” he replied, his voice tinged with sadness and anger. “But whoever they are, they will face the consequences once we find out.”
“Do you think it was Chase’s gang that didn’t accept that Chase died? Maybe they wanted revenge,” I suggested, trying to come up with a plausible explanation.
Timothee shook his head. “No, Chase’s allies won’t do that. Plus, they wouldn’t risk getting caught just for revenge.”
“So, who is it?” I pressed, determined to get to the bottom of this mystery.