A few minutes ago, as Rayven stepped out of the chamber, the heavy door closed behind him with a soft thud.
The hallway was quiet, but inside the room, tension lingered after Rayven revealed Elvira's true condition. As a matter of fact, no one doubted his words, as it all made sense. All the symptoms would indeed point to a Meridian Blockage.
The Baron remained standing near the bed with his clenched fist while looking at his daughter. The Baroness sat beside Elvira, her hand still resting gently atop the girl's. Around them, the estate's physicians, senior maids, and butlers exchanged glances…
For the first time in weeks, they had a lead.
"He said it's not a curse," murmured one of the older physicians, adjusting his monocle. "No poison or disease. Just blocked meridians… Impressive young man."
