The Healer

Asa Sinclair was a name well known throughout Cardoth, the kingdom of humans. He was known for his natural talent in the art of healing. He had the basic knowledge that any other physician would have, but he was also gifted in a more magical sense. He could mend flesh and bone back together, and though it took its toll on him, he never turned down someone in need. It was something that he was passionate about; traveling from place to place and giving freely the aid that people desperately needed.

Yes, Asa Sinclair was a well known man. Princess Hana Dixon, the daughter of the King who ruled over Cardoth, knew the name too. She'd heard of him before in her day to day life, not really finding much interest in the healer. She hadn't a reason to care about him until her father fell gravely ill.

It came as a surprise to everyone in the castle. One day he was as healthy as could be, and the next he was lying in bed unable to move. His fever had only gotten worse, and not even the castle's greatest physicians could find any cure. She suspected foul play, and so even as she was running out of options, the last thing she wanted to do was invite a stranger into her home. With nothing left to lose, she sent word out all across the kingdom of Cardoth.

Every available guard set out spreading the word, searching for any sign of where to find him, and by dawn on the next day, they had found him.

(Call it a fanfic if you will as it is inspired significantly by a book by Sarah J. Maas. It's nothing serious and I absolutely adore her work so it's not meant as anything harmful.)

WRITTEN SOLELY FOR AND DEDICATED TO A DEAR FRIEND OF MINE, GG.

!!!Cover by Stacee!!!