IT HAS BEEN over a week since she started attending Transylvania Academy.
The double doors of her balcony welcomed the flashing lights from the lightning zaps outside the House of Lamentation. Unlike the peaceful night of the magical floating island, the hill where the House of Lamentation was located was the only place adorned with ominous Nimbus clouds which were constantly inflicted by thunderclaps and lightning zaps.
The once black-colored and spotless egg turned gray. A reptile’s scale replaced the once smooth surface of the egg. Red stripes close to the image of lightning decorated the egg that was now placed atop her desk. With Maleficent’s chin on her palm, her glowing green eyes with the same color as her brooch stared at the familiar’s egg.
Somehow, she was both looking forw
