  &quot;Mother, I don t care if she s trying her methods to cure you. It s clear that it s not of any help with your health,&quot; I hissed. &quot;You have to trust me. Give me permission to find you the cure that the Medicine King told you. I ll even start looking for it today.&quot;
  &quot;Your Aunt Bethilda said her herbal treatments have worked wonders with her. She s been administering it to me from the moment she arrived,&quot; she explained. &quot;We just have to give it time to take effect.&quot;
  &quot;Mother, as of this moment, we don t need more time,&quot; I moved closer to her. &quot;You re growing weaker by the day. If her treatments are truly effective, you should ve been cured by now.&quot;
  &quot;But Robert--&quot;
  &quot;Mother, please,&quot; I closed my eyes, trying to contain my frustration with her stubbornness. &quot;Let me help you. Let me find the cure.&quot;


  &quot;Why did she leave?&quot; he asked another.
  &quot;It s a bit of a long story, Grandpa Ben,&quot; I replied, scratching behind my neck. &quot;But anyway, I have something to ask you, Grandpa Ben.&quot;
  &quot;Ask away, dear boy,&quot; he smiled as he crossed his arms.
  &quot;You see, my mother has been sick for quite some time now. She claimed that my aunt has been putting medicinal herbs in her tea to speed up her recovery but nothing s changed. She s still ill,&quot; I started. &quot;When I talked with the royal physician, he mentioned that there is an ancient plant that can definitely help Mother and he said it can only be found in the Mountain of Heavenly Falls. He said the name of the plant is ledoras.&quot;
  &quot;Ah, the ledoras herb. That plant has saved millions of lives, according to legend,&quot; Grandpa Ben answered as he nodded. &quot;It is said that its home is w

  &quot;Nana?&quot; I asked, confused.
  &quot;Hello, my dear boy,&quot; she smiled as we finally met. On her left, she carried a black, metal lantern while her other clutched onto her wrap.
  &quot;Nana, what are you doing here at this time of the night? You can get lost,&quot; I said.
  She chuckled. &quot;Robert, you must have forgotten that I know this maze like the back of my hand. I m one of the people who planned this maze. Therefore, there s no chance that I could get lost,&quot; she explained.
  &quot;Nana, even if you know this maze from the inside out, it s still dangerous,&quot; I replied, emphasizing the danger that she s put herself into. &quot;You re in here, all alone. Someone can sneak behind you and do something horrible.&quot;
  &quot;Son, I m more than capable of taking care of myself. You underestimate me too much,&quot; she answered as she held onto my arm. &quot;Wh

&quot;Mother, I don t care if she s trying her methods to cure you. It s clear that it s not of any help with your health,&quot; I hissed. &quot;You have to trust me. Give me permission to find you the cure that the Medicine King told you. I ll even start looking for it today.&quot;
  &quot;Your Aunt Bethilda said her herbal treatments have worked wonders with her. She s been administering it to me from the moment she arrived,&quot; she explained. &quot;We just have to give it time to take effect.&quot;
  &quot;Mother, as of this moment, we don t need more time,&quot; I moved closer to her. &quot;You re growing weaker by the day. If her treatments are truly effective, you should ve been cured by now.&quot;
  &quot;But Robert--&quot;
  &quot;Mother, please,&quot; I closed my eyes, trying to contain my frustration with her stubbornness. &quot;Let me help you. Let me find the cure.&quot;
  &quot;Are you sure, dear one?&quot; she asked, cupping my face with her hand. &quot;I wouldn t 

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