The air in the room was tense. Everyone plunged deep into their thoughts, wondering what to do about the situation. The situation at hand.
It wasn't a hidden fact that they all were running out of time. If a solution wasn't found soon enough, the curse was going to break free, and if that happened, there was nothing that they could do about it. Their enchanted accessories would then not be able to protect them from her wrath. She was going to come back in full force. I mean, no one fancied being locked up.
"She really did ask you that?" The Dragon King asked. His bright heterochromia eyes stayed trained on Cinthia's shivering form. She quickly went down on her knees with her head bowed, not being able to hold herself up anymore.
"Yes, King Falkor." She affirmed still with her head bowed.
"Hm." He hummed in a response as if in deep thoughts.
