No sooner had her declaration been made than the audience hall burst with barely contained fury.
"Blasphemy!" A priest in black robes shot to his feet, fists slamming the table hard.
"She dares speak of invisible beasts and fermented molds? This is witchcraft disguised as healing! Burn her before she poisons the realm!"
The physicians beside him nodded with grim outrage. She was a mere duchess, what did she know about the art of medicine the scholars of Eladoria studied for years?
"Penicillin?""Antibiotics?"" She invents words!
.We have bled and purged for centuries, her methods mock the gods! All the sick should be burned to stop the scourge of divine punishment!"
Another priest rose, voice trembling with righteous fire. "Agreed! The gods send Shadowblight as punishment! To wash it away with soap and masks is to defy divine will! This girl is no healer!"
