The Witch's Curse
The Bibbi Treatment

Bibbi-made milk porridge is very good, maybe because of hunger, I became greedy. Kuseruput slow warm porridge while training my taste senses to recover. It's really delicious!

"How long have I been here?" I asked Bibbi. The girl held up three fingers while smiling. He is seen sifting through plants and some pockets of soil, then categorizing as the name implies, and storing them in glass containers. After finishing his work, Bibbi approached me and checked my temperature. I was still lying down, of course feeling dizzy. Bibbi told me to keep resting, as she pounded some medicinal herbs to relieve my belly symptoms.

His little hands were so good at smoothing plants and some leaves with pestle. No one expected the small-bodied gadks to have strong arms. I watched him half-circumcision because he was still not feeling well. Bibbi then poured the medicine into his forehead, neck and drank it on me. Tastes bitter. Very unpleasant. He made a 'drinking and stroking belly in the air' movement which I assumed meant 'drink, so that your stomach tastes'. Bibbi then sat down next to me and held my hand, making sure I was comfortable in her care.

I fell asleep too. My stomach is feeling good, not bad, and my headache is decreasing. What a magical potion.

*

'What time is this?' I woke up again after resting. My body still hurts all, and yet, my belly button is reduced. My chest is no longer painful either. My breathing is back to normal. I looked around, just a rock wall, with some herbs, pestles, dimples, and Bibbi luggage. There is a small campfire that warms the room, it also serves as a cooking tool to make warm food and drinks during the stay here. The smell of wood and moist soil is smelled from here, it looks like this is an old cottage or something that has the style of building rocks.

I try to get up from sleep in a sitting position. When I was about to stand up, my legs cramped.

Brugg!!

I'm fallin. Apparently I was lying here long enough, until my body's response was so poor. Stretch my leg and hand muscles like I'm about to exercise. I remembered the sword training session with Razan before she officially became an aide to my sister. Beginner martial arts are indeed mandatory studied by members of the kingdom as a form of self-defense. Because, it's not forever that we can count on knights. Well, like this time. What a shitty kidnapping!

"Huhahhhh!!!"

Now I feel a little fit. I tried to train my feet to walk. One, two, three steps. Appreciable. I sit back. And so on, for a few minutes. Then hydrate the body with water available next to the bed. This time I slept in a thick robe. And my clothes come from a thin blanket.

Bibbi said my clothes got wet when they were first discovered. However, for the sake of treatment efficiency, this blanket I ended up wearing constantly because a nice dress would only slow down the blood circulation. Looks like Bibbi hasn't realized that I'm the princess of a country. Good though. I still can't fully trust anyone in this foreign land.

"Freshly,"

I could finally step outside the cottage. The air was so fresh on my face. Oho! Apparently I didn't get out of the cabin. It was a cave! Apparently, Bibbi and I have been in the cave all this time! Whoa! Who would have thought? I thought the rocks were just decorations. Apparently natural stone. In my heart I was intrigued, I could also live in a cave. Arriving from here. I'll tell Moti.

'Moti 'Moti. Oh. Where the hell is he? And Mark's. Aren't you looking for me?'

*

Suddenly someone touched my shoulder.

"Libbi!"

He smiled and showed me a dead bird.

"What's that??????" I'm appalled. He laughed. Then swing his two hands up and down while chewing.

Bibbi then sprinkled hot water, plucked the feathers, and smeared the bird's flesh with butter, salt and pepper oil.

'We wait an hour, we burn for dinner,'

I told him to put his hand on my pendant for lazily translating sign language. Tired too. This is more practical.

"Alright, Bibbi. Nowow. Let's talk,"

We went into the cave, because it would be dark. The sky looks red. The sunlight has faded. The seagulls seemed to be flying back to their nests. The atmosphere is pretty beautiful, actually. However, if you look around, the beauty is lost. This island is not as beautiful as the islands I have visited. Many trees have died. The grass also dries. The water source was minimal, there was a lake not far from here that turned into an arid land basin. Maybe the island is uninhabited. There are no signs of life from the surrounding residents, the animals are not there. There are insects and birds. Lonely quiet. If I don't get stranded, I may not be on this island for the rest of my life.

*

"OK, Bibbi. Now tell me, how can we be the descendants of witches?"

'Alright, first I want to tell you the story of this island first'

'A thousand years ago there was chaos in the British Continent. The witches were massacred all out by the Holy Commander for having killed the emperor. We are not really bad people. The one who killed the emperor was a person. He wanted to rule the continent. However, the plan failed. He was killed by the Holy Commander. Heart's split. Then the great witch slept for hundreds of years on this island, Gene Island. According to the great grandmother, Gene Island used to be a very beautiful and cool island also has a strong biosphere. When dying, the great witch was evacuated here. It became a huge tree that absorbed all of the island's mana energy. Although not all become arid. However, unable to recuperate, the south of the island became dry, because the great tree was in the south, where we are today,'

I was stunned to see his explanation. Bibbi is like a walking encyclopedia. I gave him a signal to continue.

'Well, the witches who survived the Blood Moon War, scattered in various directions. We can't live in groups for fear of being discovered. We used to communicate in secret through magic pendants. If touched, we can talk without making a sound,'

I was surprised to not think. Then I explained that this locket is not mine. It belongs to my mother. Bibbi surprised.

'That means your mother's a witch?'

"Either... My mother died shortly after I was born. I just got this locket as a wedding present, too,"

Bibbi frowned trying to think. Then ask if there is some kind of clue like a card or a book? Because his great-grandmother left Bibbi a pendant, a book, and some gold pieces. I nodded hard. It's the same! My mother also left behind jewelry. But my stuff is on the train. We took a long breath. Bibbi patted me on the shoulder so I wouldn't be sad.

'Relax, they will find you. I'll try to find information to the citizens tomorrow, ' he said calmed me down. We cuddled. Like meeting a lost distant brother.

Bibbi then told about himself and the work he was doing. Apparently, Bibbi was born in Porthsmont. Unfortunately, his father ran away with another woman and left the family with no responsibilities. Little Bibbi lives in poverty with her mother and sister. When he was 10 years old, Bibbi's brother died when he was hit by a noble train on vacation. At that time, Bibbi's sister was selling cakes made by her mother. Bibbi's mother was beaten and sad and became sick. A year later, his mother died. Before he died, his mother handed over the inheritance of Bibbi's great-grandmother who was in the box. Bibbi was surprised, as there were some gold coins there. Her mother saw nothing. He said it was just a book and a chain. As seen by Bibbi, it was a book, a blue pendant necklace and a bag of gold coins. Apparently, only the last descendant of a witch could recognize magic-powered objects. This is because witches are only passed down to the last woman in the family. Capitalizing on gold coins inherited from his great grandmother, Bibbi studied traditional medicine in the country and successfully opened his own clinic when he was 15 years old.

I was amazed by Bibbi's struggle. Although speechless and traumatized as a child, he was very resilient in his life. Bibbi also does not hesitate to help others who need help, such as me. We are not so familiar. I'd love to take him to Cordovan and make him my personal physician. I'll ask him if the time is right. Now, I have to think about how to get off this creepy island.

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