Celestia's POV:
I got up from the cold floor of the dungeon and strode closer to the iron bars of the cell. Even though I was not tied up with the dead rock chain, I felt fragile and shaky.
" Father," I breathed out and held the iron bars for support. "I know that you are here to give me my sentence. Before you do that, I would like to say something to you!"
"What is it, my child?" he asked and smiled at me.
"He will come here again to capture this castle! When he attacks for the second time, it will probably be worse than the first one. Please don't underestimate him, father. He has the tendency not to stop until he gets what he wants."
He wasn't appalled by my statements like I expected him to be. "You don't have to worry about that, my child! I know how to save my people from that trickster."
