The Third Person's POV
- Earlier that same day -
Sylla was pacing in her potion room. She could feel something big was about to happen, but didn't quite know what. It made her irritable and moody. She needed everything to fall into place, and her time to do it was running out.
Keres had been there a couple of days ago, warning her of her sister's impatience with the crowning of the b***h who called herself Queen. Sylla was the Queen, and everyone would soon know the truth. As this thought settled itself in her, she smile a sinister smile. Oh, how she would enjoy punishing those who disobeyed her and stood against her. Especially Morgan and Meeri. She would make those two suffer - a lot. She would kill the little b***h to Abigail quickly, only because she didn't want to give that
