"Thank you very much, Sir Merlin" said the Priest from the Church in town, Rachel had handed him a book, contain detail of a plague that had been harming the country and dwindling its numbers. Her Cottage and the outside of it is full of patients. She had been studying the plague and produced results on its cure. She gave all the details in the book she handed to the Priest.
"Your Welcome"
"No, I should thank you. IN the hands of the capital it would be able to care for all the sick."
"You Parents in heaven would be proud of you" The Priest said turning away from her cottage.
It had been about twenty years, Rachel took advantage of a village that had been complete destroyed by bandits with no survivors. She had explained to the village and the Priest that she was from that village and that she covered in scars to horrifying to look at. She was able to use a type of illusion in order to produce those scares. But, unfortunately she was unable to change her hair and eyes.
She can only bend a person perception of seeing something else.
Since then the village took pity on her and would bring her some vegetables and food. While Rachel herself took it upon herself to show that she was a physician's appearance in that village. So, they had long began to assume she was a he, and Rachel never corrected them.
Turning around she continued to care for the patience's
And as expected a few days later a group of knights appear at her door, while she was still attending to patience's outside.
"We are looking for the Doctor by the name of Merlin." Said an authoritative voice "He is requested to travel to Camelot by order of the King. To heal Princess Isone, from her sickness, he is to travel immediately.
As she listened Rachel didn't stop immediately, and she continued to wipe the sweat off the patience. When the priest came over to her, making her turn to him.
"You go, I'm sure your student will do a fine job in taking over the" Said the Priest and Rachel looked at the now twenty year old Herold who was doing a great job as Physician anyway and although his flirty antic didn't stop.
"Are you Merlin the Doctor" Said the same authoritative voice, it belongs to a youthful person anyway. Rachel looked at him up and down as she stood up, they just meet, and he is already being annoying.
"What do you think genius?" Rachel retorted back, when she turned to Herold and gave him the cloth she was using to wipe the sweat off patients. He quickly returned to work and went on to finish her job. "Does, you king also understand that me being taken away from the village means they lose a doctor."
"How Dare you! Do you-"
"Does it matter you didn't introduce yourself in the beginning, So that means your identity doesn't matter. Now answer does your King understand what it means for this village to lose a doctor."
"They are just peasant, the life of the princess weighs more."
Rachel looked at this idiot for a moment before fooling her arms. "So in your opinion the lives of the people here don't, do you judge this because of Rank. Well, this Sir, I tell you what I am a physician of the countryside, I have also studied in the countryside. I have never stepped foot into the capital gates.
I also wasn't trained by Camelot's school of physicians.
Meaning I am also nothing more than a peasant, so my life also does not matter. And yet, you King wants a countryside doctor who has had no formal training try to heal the Young Princess sickness.
