Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers
It remembered the desperate and cold eyes of the loyal and the good, when they were framed or suffered misfortune.
It remembered the times when evil ran rampant and wolves ruled the land, the Mortal Realm was filled with cries and resentment. Those emotions, those shouts, it had always regarded as insignificant dust in the operation of the world, scattered by the wind, never taken to heart. Yet now, as Carl spoke them aloud, every word struck the primordial source of its laws, causing fine cracks to appear in its will, which had always been devoid of sorrow or joy.
The Rule Halo slowly revolved in the sky, and the once bone-chilling pressure quietly receded by more than half. The intent to u