The writer and her creations (DROPPED)

It was a rainy day. Angelica was running around, trying to find the princess as they had to run away. She tried to look everywhere but couldn't find her. The rebels had already taken her. She saw her majesty the Queen and ran up to her as she whispered something and then died, her hand already becoming cold to the touch. Guilt, pity, anger, sadness, and all types of negative emotions were moving her. She grabbed a sword and unconsciously activated her power not even she knew about and moved around in what seemed a beautiful dance as she killed all the rebels. Only the king and the fourth prince survived. Angelica could feel this was her last breath. She bowed down to the king as she smiled and closed her eyes as she let go of the sword. As soon as she woke up she found herself in a field full of flowers and a figure smiling at her as Angelica knelt down and bowed, knowing who she was and said: "I won't disappoint you, creator" the figure smiling at her nodded and disappeared and Angelica opened the castle and went in as she sat on the throne room, waiting for the day that the creator will visit her again.