Enchanting the Prince
When the magic gets to the castle, the thorny vines and mold shrivel and die and in their place are green, flowering vines.
I walk to stand behind Lily, putting my arms around her waist as we watch the land heal from it’s wounds. When it’s done, she steps away from me, turning to look at our people.
She pulls Lightning Wielder out of the ground and lifts it to the sky. Once again, the white lightning flows into her sword. "People of the fae land, be healed of your darkness, healed of your wounds, find your peace and happiness."
She pushes the light out, letting it flow through our people, healing them of their pain and the remnants of their darkness.
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