“I don’t want this curse!! I just wish I was a normal!” she clutches her head in her hands and lets out an agonizing groan that brings tears to her mother’s eyes. Her mother, Ordina, gently takes her hand. “But you are not normal, you are rare. It’s in your blood and nothing you can say or do will ever change that!! Someday you will grow up and then you will grasp and appreciate your talents." Those words would chime in her ears every day!!! Scarlet Rose knew from a very young age that she was different. Her vibrant auburn hair and crystal blue eyes without a doubt made her stand out. Although, her looks were not what made everyone “keep their distance” from her. It was her family lineage that made everyone …show more content…
Charles, could not watch as his wife got no relief. So, knowing of the rumors, and weary of her methods, he felt he had no choice but to request Ordina’s services. Ordina who was Madison’s childhood friend, immediately came to try to care for his wife. Unfortunately, her efforts failed and Lady Madison passed away. A few weeks later the bodies of Charles’s eldest son and Sir Rose, were put upon an old mule and sent back to the manor house. In Christopher’s hand was a note which was addressed: LORD CHARLES ELTON I: FOR YOUR EYES ONLY!! To this day, no one knows what the note read. But, it said that Charles fell to his knees and wept upon seeing both his greatest warrior and his loving son's bodies that day. Something snapped in Charles’s mind that day, and a fear quivered across the lands. Everyone gossiped how it would never be the same again. The local doctor once again could not figure out the cause of poor Charles ailment and came to the conclusion that Charles was suffering of a broken heart. And for this, there is no cure. Scarlet’s mother was to once again become the healer for his lordship. The stress and loss of his wife and …show more content…
Eventually, being called “Cursed One” by those with which once she considered friends. But, she didn’t consider it a curse at all, and continued healing all who got wounded or those who dare to ask for help. She remembers some villagers from other villages coming to ask for her help. Even on the odd occasion, some of the servants and soldiers themselves, coming to shop for the treatments and antidotes her mother had made. Scarlet now spent many hours alone, while her mother went into the forest and the meadows, accumulating elements to take care of those who were sick. For some, this kind of practicing was considered more witchcraft than medicine. This gave her time for practicing like her mother had started coaching her from a very young age. Her mother always told her that she was a “natural.” Knowing which root and plants were which, by the age of only four. Also, knowing which of the different mixtures to use or not use by year six. She had watched her mother closely. As she grew, so did her abilities. She was also told at age ten (as witches mature way faster than humans) that she MUST try to keep it concealed from all others. For if anyone found out about her gift, they may