CHAPTER 24 â
                                   âItâs Been a Whileâ
âHow much damage is there exactly at the Tren branch?â
âItâs difficult to determine. We just sent additional supplies of medicine and herbs last week, and unfortunately, the person in charge there has no knowledge of herbalismâŚâ
âTch. Then what do you suggest we do?! You think we need someone to read the report out loud?â
The man seated at the center of the table raised his voice sharply.
â Thud!
He slammed the documents he had been holding down on the table. Judging by his demeanor, he was likely the person in charge. The heavy thud echoed as the surrounding merchant employees lowered their heads.
ââŚApologies, sir.â
âSo weâre just going to sit back and watch good medicine go to waste? You need to find an herbalist or get the store back in shape right away!â
âItâs difficult to find qualified people in Tren. They need herbal knowledge and familiarity with merchant operations. Weâll likely have to dispatch someone ourselvesâŚâ
The staff member speaking shrank back under the manâs fierce gaze.
âWe also lack proper resources right nowâŚâ
Hearing the familiar name Tren, Leahâwho had been about to follow Baron out of the buildingâpaused mid-step. She had a feeling the moment she overheard talk of flood damage.
It seemed Magnoliaâs medical supply stock in Tren had been damaged due to the rainy season.
âThey need someone who understands herbalism?â
If the whole city was flooded, the Magnolia store there mustâve been as well.
âSo they need someone who can sort out whatâs still usable?â
Leah instantly grasped the situation. They needed someone with business sense to minimize the merchant groupâs losses.
She had already been thinking of visiting the orphanage and was trying to find the right time.
âThis could be a perfect chance to check in on the orphanage and help Tren.â
âWeâll start selecting personnel to dispatch to Tren. Anyone with knowledge in herbalism, raise your hand.â
A heavy silence fell. No one raised their hand. As if he had expected this, the manâs brow furrowed deeply.
âTch. Then find someone suitableâright now!â
As staff began to scatter, flustered by his commandâ
âI will.â
A clear, confident voice cut through the silenceâLeah raised her hand.
âI think I can take on the role. Iâm familiar with how the merchant group operates. More importantly, Iâm originally from Tren.â
All eyes turned to Leah. At her mention of being from Tren, the man in charge visibly relaxed.
âYouâre from Tren, Miss Apothecary?â
âYes. I can easily distinguish between herbs and medicines. I am a pharmacist, after all. But if I go, may I keep any unusable supplies?â
âWhat would you do with those? They canât be sold.â
Tren was already said to be at risk of a secondary outbreak of disease. The city had always had a wide economic divide, and many people there likely lacked access to medical care.
âIâd like to do some good while Iâm visiting family.â
ââŚâ
âJust because theyâre unsellable doesnât mean the herbs are useless. I can make medicine out of them and give it to people in the slums.â
The man in charge stared at her for a moment, then walked over. He radiated authorityâno surprise, given his position.
âAdditional compensationâŚâ
âI donât need any.â
After all, helping out like this was bound to catch the merchant lordâs attention.
That alone would be reward enough. And for a profit-driven merchant group, having Leah work for free was a win-win.
Leah smiled brightly.
âWell⌠thereâs just one thing thatâs bothering me.â
âI need the Dukeâs permission first. Would it be okay if I ask him?â
Only Akkiahâs approval remained.
Standing in front of the Dukeâs room, Leah took a deep breath.
She had boldly promised Magnolia sheâd help without pay, but nowâŚ
âWill the Duke even allow thisâŚ?â
Lately, Leah had been on edge, worried about seeming too busy or distracted.
With the growing number of dutiesâsupplements, consultations, everything elseâshe hadnât been able to devote much time to developing the cure.
Still, Leah wanted to go to Tren. That place was as close to home as she had.
It had been a tough place to grow up, but the memories were real. Hearing it was suffering from flooding made her want to help however she could.
She gathered her thoughts, trying to figure out how to frame it, then knocked.
âDuke, itâs Leah.â
A small sound came from inside, as if to say, come in. When she entered, Akkiah was seated at the table reading a book.
âWhat is it? I thought your appointments were finished for the day.â
âWell⌠actuallyâŚâ
The words stuck in her throat like glue.
But there was no choiceâshe couldnât take time off without the Dukeâs permission. Swallowing nervously, Leah finally spoke.
âIâd like to request some time off.â
âTime off?â
He looked up from his book, his eyes settling on her.
âIâd like to visit Tren for a short while.â
âWhy?â
âThereâs a library in Tren with a large collection of herbalist texts. As you know, the areaâs known for its rare herbs and is well developed in terms of medicine. I think itâll help with the antidote research.â
She wasnât lying.
Tren was rich in diverse herbs, and herbalism was deeply rooted there. Thatâs how Leah had naturally come to learn so much.
âIf I go, I might find a clue for the antidote.â
Of course, it wasnât the only reason she was going, but she hoped it was enough. Leah looked at him nervously.
Akkiah watched her in silence, his expression unreadable.
âHow long?â
âAbout two weeks.â
That should be enough time for things to stabilize. But still unsure of how heâd react, Leahâs tension showed on her face.
To the Duke, two weeks was no small favor.
âEven if he agrees, Iâm sure heâll cut down the lengthâŚâ
âAlright. Go.â
ââŚPardon?â
She had been ready to negotiate, fully expecting rejectionâso his sudden approval left her stunned.
âI said, go.â
âReally?â
âWhy? Donât want to?â
âN-no! Not at all!â
Why would she not want to? Leah was so surprised by how easily he said yes, she felt almost disoriented.
âThank you so much!â
She offered a quick bow of thanks and left the room in a hurry. With the Dukeâs approval secured, she was ready to leave for Tren as soon as possible.
âIâll get to see the director again too!â
Thinking of all the people she missed made her steps lighter. What Leah didnât know was why the Duke had so easily given his permission.
She wouldnât find out⌠until four days later.
Two days later, Leah stood in front of the Magnolia Merchant Group, preparing to leave for Tren.
ââŚWhat is all this?â
She looked in astonishment at the massive wagons piled with supplies.
âTheyâre relief goods for the Tren region.â
âRelief goods?â
The items being loaded onto the wagons were exactly what Tren needed mostâclean water, preserved food, and other essentials.
âBut whyâŚ?â
âIt was the merchant lordâs decision.â
âThe merchant lord?â
Leah asked in confusion.
âTrenâs expected to become an important site for our medical business expansion. And alsoâŚâ
Baron glanced at Leah, whose eyes had widened.
âIt wouldnât look good for Magnolia to be outdone by a young girl.â
He added that this was the merchant lordâs way of showing gratitude for Leah helping them free of charge.
âHuh⌠for some reason, I feel like this merchant lord might be a pretty decent person?â
She had never seen their faceâbut she was convinced now they couldnât be all bad.
Feeling lighter at the thought of the people who would receive the supplies, Leah climbed onto the wagon.
It would take two full days by carriage from the Heidern estate to reach Tren.
With only brief rests for the horses, the ride had left her body aching all over, as if sheâd been beaten with a hammer.
âIt really has been a long timeâŚâ
As they approached the entrance to Tren, Leahâs face lit up with a nostalgic smile. But it quickly faded.
The closer they got to town, the more her sighs grew.
âThis is worse than I thought.â
She hadnât expected the flood damage to be this severe.
The usually clean streets were caked in mud, and many of the wooden houses had been reduced to rubble.
âItâs worse than I heard.â
Baron, riding beside her, shared the same grim expression.
As Leah looked around with a heavy heart, someone began waving at her.
âLeah!â
A young man with dark brown hair and grayish eyes called out. He had a rather handsome face.
âWho is that?â
He clearly knew her well, but Leah couldnât place him no matter how hard she tried.
Noticing her confusion, the man waved again and shouted,
âLeah! Itâs me, Theo! Theo!â
ââŚTheo?â
âThat snot-nosed little Theo?!â
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
They said boys grow fast, but he had grown at least ten centimeters taller than the last time she saw himâfive years ago.
âItâs really been a while!â
He rushed over and pulled her into a tight hug. They used to be the same height, but now she fit snugly in his arms.
While nestled there, Leah gently touched his face.
âAre you really Theo?â
âWhat, did you forget my face after five years?â
Looking at him closely, she finally recognized him.
âTheo!â
After the brief awkwardness from his drastic change in appearance faded, she hugged him back tightly.
He had been like family to her.
Even though they hadnât seen each other much after graduating from the orphanage, theyâd grown up together like siblings.
As they embraced and shared the joy of reunionâ
Suddenly, Leah felt a chill crawl down her spine, like someone was watching her.
âWhatâs wrong?â
Theo looked at her, puzzled by her sudden shiver.
âItâs nothingâŚâ
Strange.
Was it just her imagination, or was someone watching?
That eerie feeling lingered as she tilted her head slightly, unsettled.






