Chapter 236 - : The Infected Region (2)

I couldn't rest, so I just looked around the place and tried to see what I could do. Most people are busy doing something, and I don't want to interrupt their work, so I decided to figure things out on my own.

There's nothing to worry about. Brother Pascal told me that this campsite is a few meters away from the infected area, it is where the infected patients are staying. It prevents the volunteers and doctors from being infected with the disease.

I look at the ladies who are busy cooking dishes. It's probably for the meal for lunch. I also see ladies doing laundry. It's perhaps blankets and the clothes of the Doctors.

Most Doctors doesn't have enough time to do their laundry because of their busy schedule, so the volunteers are the one who does their laundry.

I look at the entrance of the campsite and frown when I see a carriage moving towards the campsite direction. The guards who are circling around the campsite immediately stop the carriage.

The windows open Rufus peeks to the window. "Good day, gentleman. Can you let us inside?"

I froze on my spot when I saw Rufus. I don't understand. Their supposed arrival should be tomorrow. How come they are already here? 

The carriage stops, and the coachman opens the door of the carriage. 

Rufus is the first one who descended from the carriage. He looks around and does some stretching. "A few hours of traveling makes my legs numb. It's a good thing we are already here. My body is badly asking for a rest."

Prince Fraser, who just descended from the carriage, looks at Rufus. "Rufus, we are not here to rest. We still need to talk to the Royal Physicians and ask for an update. We also need to check on the Doctors, the volunteers, and the patients. How can you think of resting in times like this?"

Rufus sigh. He is about to refute, but his gaze landed on me. He immediately smiles widely and rushes towards me.

"Purplany, you're already here. When did you arrive? You should have come with us." He looks around. "Where's your Brother Pascal?"

I shake my head. But I was immediately taken aback when I realized I could still control my body. 

What is happening? I have written this scene. It's exactly what I have written, so how come I can control my body? Is it because of that unknown force who is trying to control this world? 

"Csille?"

I looked at Rufus and contemplated. Should I stick with the dialogues I made, or should I speak on my own? 

If I speak on my will, will this world notice that something is happening? Won't it destroy its own self?

"Rufus, you're here already. Welcome to the northern region. We just arrived an hour ago. Brother Pascal is busy talking to Royal Physicians. He said he thought he could help. Principal Germund gave him copies of researchers, and he said it might help." I look at Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee before returning my gaze or Rufus. "How's your journey?"

I decided to just stick with my dialogue. I just added a few sentences, which is really needed since Brother Pascal is a non-existing character in my novel.

Rufus sigh. "It was tiring. My legs are still numb because of our journey."

Prince Fraser walks to Rufus. "Rufus, we still need to talk to the Royal Physicians. We should be going now."

I looked at Prince Fraser and tried to remember the dialogues I made. I do a curtsy and bow my head at him. "Greetings, your highness. I hope you had a great journey."

Prince Fraser just looks at me for a few seconds before he walks past Rufus and I. Princess Paislee nods her head at me before he immediately follows Prince Fraser.

I look at Prince Fraser's back and smile sadly. He still hates Csille.

Rufus holds my hands. "I need to go now, purplany. I will look for you later, okay?"

After saying those words, Rufus immediately follows Prince Fraser leaving me behind.

I sigh. I don't understand why all of this is happening, but there's one thing I do understand for sure. I need to follow the script if I still want to return to the real world.

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It's evening already, but everyone is still busy doing their work. I look around and sigh. I still don't know what I can do. Everyone was busy, and no one approached me to ask for help. So, I just ended up looking around the campsite.

However, this helps me to observe the current situation in the campsite. I thought the tents and the beds were the only problems here. But I also noticed that the food they are preparing is not enough to help them replenish their strength.

The distribution of food is also not enough. It's as if the ones who will be eating the food are children and not adults. They will definitely get sick if this continues.

Aside from these, the hygiene in the campsite is totally forgotten. There is not enough water for all of the people here. The water source is a few meters away from the campsite, and the volunteers fetch water for food and for water consumption only.

I heard from Doctors and some volunteers that they only take a bath once or twice a week because there's not enough water. They don't even have a bathroom. So hygiene is really forgotten.

I understand that there isn't much fund given, but to even set aside all of these? Isn't this too much? Not to think there's an infectious disease spreading. This will definitely quicken the spread of the disease.

"Csille, you're here. I've been looking for you."

I looked back and found Rufus standing in front of me. "Looking for me?" I frown. "Why? Is there something you want to talk about?"

Rufus leans on my ears. "Nothing. I just missed you, and I was hoping we could spend time together here. What do you th—"

Rufus' words were interrupted when someone spoke behind us. The two of us immediately stiffened when we recognized the owner of the voice.

"Rufus, let me remind you that you are here to help, not to have a vacation."

I look at Prince Fraser's cold face. He didn't even look at me. 

Does he hate Csille this much? I should be happy now, right? Because he is following the script I made, but I couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Rufus clears his throat. "Prince Fraser, I was only catching up with Lady Csille. Also, it's dinner time and not time for work. I don't think it's interrupting my work here."

Prince Fraser looks coldly at Rufus before he stares at me. I feel my hand sweat with the intensity of his gaze. It's as if he is reading me.

"Your highness, Prince Fraser, I don—"

I didn't finish my words because Prince Fraser walked past me. It's as if he didn't hear me say anything.

I heard Rufus sigh and gently caress my head. "I apologize for my cousin's behavior. You know that sometimes he acts a little cold to someone. But you know he is not that kind of person." 

I just smile at Rufus and pull him to the table so we can eat. 

Forget it. That is how I have written Prince Fraser. So, there's really nothing I can do but to bear with his coldness.

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I get up from my bed and look around. Everyone was already sleeping, but I still couldn't sleep. My mind keeps thinking about many things. Many things that I couldn't even control.

I looked at the roof of the tent and sighed. I really need to talk to Prince Fraser. We need to talk about the issues at the campsite. We need to take care of all these problems urgently. For everyone's safety.

I look at the clock and sigh. It's time. 

I immediately take a robe and walk outside the tent. There are only a few people outside. Some of them are Doctors who just arrived to rest. Some are volunteers who are finishing their work before they take some rest. 

I sigh. Everyone is so busy, and here I am, doing nothing at all. I got the guts to say I would be a big help to the Doctors, but here I am doing nothing. 

Great! Just great.

I walk towards the dining tent. I have written this scene. Although I could now control Csille's body all of a sudden, I still needed to follow the script if I wanted to leave this place.

Csille supposedly wakes up to take a glass of water because she is thirsty, but she ends up bumping to Prince Fraser. They end up talking about the things Csille noticed within the campsite. 

I take a deep breath before I walk inside the dining tent. I pretended not to notice Prince Fraser and walked straight to where the water is. 

Just pretend you don't see him, Ysavel. Pretend he doesn't exist. 

With a shaky hand, I take a glass and fill it with water. 

Just focus on the script, Ysavel. You need to follow the script! 

I drink the water in one gulp. I should be drinking it slowly, but because I was anxious, I end up gulping it in one go. 

Forget it. I'm sure his highness, Prince Fraser, wouldn't even care even if I gulp a gallon of water here. 

I take a deep breath before I turn. I was about to leave the dining tent when I noticed a silhouette sitting on one of the chairs. 

I pretend to frown. "I'm sorry, I didn't know there's someone here." I pretend to look around. "Do you need some light? It's so dark."

I didn't wait for his response and opened the lamp. I pretended to be shocked when I saw Prince Fraser sitting on the chair.

"Prince Fraser..." I mumble.

Prince Fraser just stared at me and didn't say anything. 

Follow the script Ysavel. Don't get too anxious because of his gaze. Don't forget your dialogues.

I bow my head clumsily. "Your highness, I apologize. I didn't know you were here. I hope I didn't interrupt you. I will be leaving now."

I immediately excuse myself, just like how I write, and pretend to rush towards the exit. However, I haven't even taken a step when Prince Fraser calls my name.

"Csille."

I pretend to get frozen in place before I look back at him. I didn't say anything and just stared at him.

"You really came. Are you sure you can be a help here?" 

I can hear taunting in his voice. He still doesn't believe Csille already changed. It's the real Prince Fraser. 

I sigh and smile at him. "I am sure I can help. Just give me a chance to prove myself, your highness."

I pretended to pause and shake my head. "No, I actually think of something. Do you have time to listen to me?"

Prince Fraser stares at me before he sighs and nods his head. 

It's exactly what I have written. I sit in front of him. "I would be straight to the point because I know you wouldn't want to waste too much time."

I look at him before I continue what I want to say. "The moment I arrived here, I immediately noticed the worn out condition of the tents. I even noticed that some of the beds are not suitable for sleep. When you arrived, I was looking around, trying to see the current situation here, and I noticed how unhygienic the situation here. I know you noticed that too."

Prince Fraser clasps his hand and sighs. "We couldn't do anything about it since the fund given by Father is not enough for the infected patients. My Father is still preparing the necessary documents to release the second funding, but it would still take days. Also, even if it is released, it won't be enough to prioritize these problems."

I nod my head. I know. 

Although the Vrawyth Kingdom is one of the wealthiest Kingdom among the Kingdoms. The money is already allotted to other things. So, it's difficult to pull some funds for the sudden infectious disease.

"I have a solution. Do you want to listen?"