Calytrix's eyes shot up, a gasp of disbelief escaping her parted lips as she witnessed Mrs Meyer drop down to her knees before her. 

"W-what are you doing, Ma'am?" she whisper-yelled, "Please stop this. You're my elder. This isn't right," she said with a look of distress while trying to help her benefactor's wife back to her feet.

However, the latter remained adamant and refused to stand up. Calytrix's puzzlement rose even more. "Why are you acting this way, ma'am?"

"My dear, please, save my daughter," Laylina cried, pressing her trembling palms together, tears rolling down both cheeks, making the younger female even more distressed.

"Ma, I'm no doctor. And...