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Magnus walked with sure steps down the halls of the grand castle that was his home. Being back felt weird, most especially after the explosive argument he had had with his Father before he left and the events that had unfolded at Grevia. Even though he knew what was to come, the whole thing still felt surreal. Almost as if he was in a dream state.
“It's not a dream. You are one step closer to finally achieving your goal to become the supreme Ruler of the Faerie Kingdom. All you need to do is destroy the obstacles on your path."
He muttered from within, a dark resolve burning within him as a sinister grin stretched across his lips at the prospect of destroying those who dared stand in his way.
The guards posted in front of the double doors leading into the war room instantly stood
