Visha knelt down in front of Elio.
She looked up into the man's eyes that flickered curiosity. "You cannot feel anything, am I accurate?" The girl raised her right brow. Earning a nod back from him as answer. "Oh, then it would be-" When she was about to say, the First Prince cut her off. "Impossible to cure. I knew it"
The disappointment flashed in the man's gaze. He turned his head to the side to express the irritation. The reaction from him somehow hushed down Visha. It looked a little too realistic. It was as if he was actually suffering from disability. "Don't get disappointed, my love"
The girl muttered. "I have yet to say anything. You were the one who cut me off and assumed whatever you crave" Visha pointed out. And the man peered back at her beneath a scowl. "Lady Visha, do not give me false hopes. All physicians have said the same. But no one made it"
