This world is amazing! She gawks at all the fae and their kin fairies, mages, healers, seers coexist in harmony, not guided by hierarchy. Time flows differently here, dreams bleed into reality, and the veil between what is seen, and unseen grows thin. Mitch and Nay dwell in a breathtaking palace carved into the heart of a crystalline mountain, its exterior veiled by waterfalls that catch sunlight and moonlight alike, casting rainbows across the valley below. Once inside, the palace opens into a world of wonder floating chandeliers of glowing blossom petals, marble floors laced with silver veins, and enchanted glass walls that shift with the sky's mood. Nature and magic blend seamlessly: ivy curls along golden archways, and the air hums with spells of protection, warmth, and ancient love. Now this is magic.
Their husbands the twin princes are walking sin wrapped in regal grace. Crowned with sleek raven hair and eyes that glint like molten gold, their presence commands every room. One wears mischief like perfume, always smiling with a crooked smirk and playful remarks, while the other moves with silent power stoic, calculating, yet devastatingly tender when he sees his mate. Both are carved from the gods' own hands tall, muscled, and wrapped in silken robes that somehow reveal more muscle than it covers.
Each twin complements his queen... one matches Nay's energy, the other grounding Miche's calm. And when they stand together, it's a vision of balance they are made for each other. The palace, though glorious, simply mirrors what lives inside two rare, eternal bonds, forged by fate and sealed by magic. After short, pleasant introductions and conversation the fae walked her out and walked her to the rock near their gorgeous palace. The opened the door to a modern masterpiece, the house looks spacious for its actual size. This world is truly amazing and being here feels like she's home.
"We thought you might like your own space so Nay and I are giving you this house. This use to be our practice until we demolished it and renovated it to be our get away."
"We will visit you as often as we can or invite you to our home."
Smile smiles teary eyed. After grateful tears and useless conversation, they fell asleep on their bed in her house, this is incredibly insane. Why are they so good to her?
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She watched with awe as the doctors moved gracefully through the healing hall, their hands steady, their senses attuned. What fascinated her most wasn't just the magic it was the skill. They listened to the body, not with stethoscopes or scans, but through touch, breath, and intuition. Each healer adapted their methods slightly depending on the species fae, human, or shifter honouring the subtle variations in energy flow, organ alignment, and cellular resilience. She leaned closer, observing, until her mentor gestured her forward.
"What do you think the diagnosis is?"
She knelt beside the patient, her fingers brushing the fae's hand. A warmth spread up her arm, and her mind tuned in. She could feel the heartbeat, not just in the chest, but in the energy, field surrounding him. She focused, breath slowing.
"Focus until you can visualise the body," her mentor said gently.
And she did. The body lit up in her mind like a transparent blueprint, threads of life glowing in delicate motion. No major illness. No infection. Just a block energy pooling like stagnant water in the chest, thick with emotion. She laid her hand gently over the sternum, her aura pulsing softly, and guided the congestion out like drawing breath into motion.
"This case doesn't need medication or sweat. I healed him," she said quietly, still surprised by the ease of her words, the confidence blooming in her chest.
She's a healer now. They started off slow by training her on how to use her ability. Placing a band aid over wound or ailment is easy but they focus of fixing the problem. They taught her how to dissect the problem, consider possibilities as if she's already a doctor, evaluate her conclusion and then heal. It sounds easy on paper but in practice it does drain a lot of energy. It's satisfying knowing incredibly gifted with the powers of life and gentle healing.
Nay offered her a proud, knowing smile. Miche gave her a playful wink from across the room. She grinned and bounced in place, joy bubbling up like sunlight through clouds. Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, not in defence but in pride. Later that day, another patient was rushed in a fae bitten by a venomous serpent. His leg was swelling rapidly, veins beginning to darken. Panic hovered in the room, but Alex stepped forward encouraged by her friends. She touched his ankle, focused, and his body unfolded in her mind. She traced the venom's path with her energy, a slow creep up the leg, and used her healing aura like a tide, guiding the toxin backward, out through the bite. Black oozed out slowly until she was sure she got everything be then wiped it off. The swelling eased. The colour returned. The room was still.
"She's a natural," someone whispered.
Healing was her strength. And in that moment, as her patient exhaled in relief. she is a natural, is able to do things that even her friends can't like this incredible chance to Invision the targeted anatomy or a full body scale and study from the inside. Once she explains what she sees, she reports to her friends. They will either prescribe medication, surgery or request she heals them because she can within seconds. They work with plants and energy, and she identify and heal if she can without giving more energy than she can handle.
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Later, she wandered through the market with the sisters, eating shimmering fae ice cream while helping prepare herbal tinctures and salves. But what she loved most was working with Nay learning to diagnose deeper illnesses, finding balance between science, and supernatural intervention.
She spent nearly two months immersed in learning absorbing theory from ancient texts and modern fae scrolls while shadowing her doctor friends through early morning rounds and long afternoons in the healing halls. She learned to listen with her hands, read symptoms and balance emotion with logic. Every day brought new insights: the way fae metabolisms reacted to certain herbs, how shifter blood clotting differed from humans, and how to blend old-world healing with practical medicine.
But now, with the entrance exam looming, she stood on the brink of a new chapter.
Once she passes, she'd leave the quiet safety of the fae realm behind and move to Moon a human-run institution hidden in plain sight. There, she'd build her own name. Her own story. The fae world had taught her to trust her instincts. But now, it was time to return to the world of the mundane not to disappear, but to begin. Among humans, she'd blend in. Learn. Thrive. Her story wasn't going to be written in fear anymore; she has incredible people rooting for her.