5 Doctor Rio

Walking out of Walters room I heard Alex give out a relieved sigh. I couldn't help but mentally nod, although we didn't really have a conversation with him his mere presence was overbearing, throw on top of that the power move he pulled of not acknowledging our existence until he was ready and it was indeed draining. I could only imagine the horrors of having an actual conversation with him, and then imagining a debate. A shiver ran down my spine just thinking about it.

Unbeknownst to be me while I was following Alex to the doctor the tan bald man asked Walter:

"Wasn't that a bit much sir, I mean he's only a child and yet you're exposing him to this? I mean weren't you flustered the first time you heard your father take death so light? I mean he was a Baron."

"He is the next head of this family he needs to be able to take such deaths in stride at least. Besides since when have you cared about how fragile he is didn't you beat him every day until he could barely even walk when training him with the sword?" Walter replied curtly.

The bald man merely huffed and the went back to his silence, and Walter pulled out more documents and continued writing.

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"So what exactly is so bad about this doctor that you don't want to talk to them alone?" I ask Alex

"Well sir she's- she doesn't really seem like a doctor, but more like a... You'll know when you've talked to her." She replies a bit awkwardly with a blush on her cheeks.

"Mmmm." I acknowledge.

After walking through the maze-like corridors for a few hours Alex stops outside of a door and nods towards me indicating that I should go in first. I knock on the door and then open it. Inside I see a woman sitting at a table drinking tea. Her eyes shut, seemingly blocking out all other stimulus in order to best relish in the taste of the tea. The sunlight is shining in through the windows right onto her like a painting. If I were an artist I would probably paint this scene at all costs.

The sunlight allows me to get a good look at her and well there's only one way to describe her: Beautiful. Her crimson hair seems brighter than the sun, her juicy bright red lips on her tea cup when they should be with my own. Her nose small and short, her eyebrows on fleek. Her skin is glowing complimented beautifully by the white gown she's wearing, some of her breast just barely peeking through, not enough to let you see anything, but enough to make you desire more.

She opens her eyes and smiles at me. I stand there stunned by how such beauty could exist in this world.

'This is what Alex was talking about? She could've simply said she was a beauty, no an angel even.' I think to myself.

And in all honesty I would probably be content if this was the very last thing I saw. I'm serious, she was just that beautiful.

"Ah Sir Freedt it is nice to see you being conscious for longer than 20 seconds." She says.

Even her voice is angelic.

"Yes indeed it's quite nice being able to walk about and such Doctor...?" I ask

"Rio." She smiles.

"Well how do you do this fine evening Doctor Rio?" I try to inquire, or well I really just want to hear her talk more.

"I'm doing fine Sir Freedt and just Rio is fine the doctor feels a bit to formal for my tastes." Rio replies

"Then feel free to call me Albert, calling me Sir Freedt makes me feel like my grandfather."

She giggles lightly

"Very well then Albert, now if you could please take a seat and we'll make sure you're in good condition." She says.