I found myself standing in the grand hall of Windsor Castle. There was no royal dance or any sign of decoration as I had perceived on Talia’s birthday, and rather, a remorseful atmosphere seemed to echo blazingly from across the four walls of the humongous place. An unrecognisable woman sat on the dining table sobbing profusely as King Eric tried feeding her some soup out of a golden bowl. Looking at King Eric, I briskly assumed her to be my mother, Queen Margaret. We looked quite alike; her hair was reddish, her eyes a glistening green and she possessed a similar cute face with a milky complexion.

The witch stood staring at King Eric with bloody eyes.“Finally, I will have what I have been waiting for, for centuries,” she claimed, as the helpless king lay beneath her feet. I felt really desperate, I wished I could do anything, anything at all to save my father. I knew she had no intention to kill him, but one thing was clear, that whatever she desired, was nothing but evil.

Night fell instantly, bringing with it its pitch-black darkness and deafening silence. Only the sparkling moon was visible, enlightening my vision and allowing me to watch Helena as she stood at the peak of a towering mountain. There was a mixture of tenderness and extreme worry in her otherwise tough expression, as she stared below. She possessed my face, voice, and height, but everything else about her was completely different.The icy weather engulfed by veins and froze my insides, as I stood beside Helena hugging myself desperately. I wished that nurse could somehow provide me with warmth. But before I could think of a way to connect with her, an ominous bawl filled the horizon, making my skin

The worst combat in perhaps, the history of the world took place that day. Which shook the entire horizon and the grounds of Themiscera. This head-to-head battle between good and evil probably shed more blood than anyone could ever envision. The vile witch had summoned a throne for herself and sat there in the middle of nowhere, as the two opponents faced each other with blood in their eyes.Helena removed the tiara from her forehead and placed it on the ground.

My eyes opened and the pain that I had felt in my ribs when Malena had struck me had returned. With all the energy I could muster, I pulled myself up to face the sorceress, who was on the verge of sucking off my best friend’s soul.“You were right Malena,” I began, with a bold and victorious smile emerging across my face which had a drastic effect of w