“Well, well, well, If it isn’t the great Queen of Magna.” A shadow stood in the darkness as I begged the spirits to not let it be what I think it is.
“Come in the light” My voice echoed through the hall, failing to be as strong as I intended it to be.
“Beauty and the beast, eh” He stepped a step forward and fire enveloped my hand, taking it toll all over my body. Fear was gripping me as I tried my best to shut it down.
“Afraid of me?” His voice was barely a whisper, a raspy whisper. He chuckled at the look of my face.
“Tell me, what should I do with you?” He questioned me as if wanting my opinion for an icecream flavor.
“You won’t kill me” I replied, unsure of what I said.
“And why would you think that?” He let out another chuckle, stepping forward. I stepped back, before breakin
