( Issac POV )
Amelia’s sparkling eyes looked into a very different meeting room. Madeline had done a fantastic job of sprinkling her magic dust and spells all around.The ceiling looked like the night sky, dark blue and full of dazzling stars, and a little further on a white full moon perfectly illuminating the entire room: the walls were a dark, flowery meadow, with only the boundaries betrayed by a door in one place and another, the floor now resembles a makeshift pebble trail, but it’s all just a huge illusion, the glass globe is no longer there, as the tournament is over. They decorated the four tables with different coloured tablecloths to distinguish each type. Bright red for vampires, yellow for dragons, gray for witches, purple for sirens, and white for werewolves.
The crown has
