"We have finally found our Queen." As soon as the words left the King's lips, it became utterly chaotic. The people were no longer calm, and murmurs erupted. Nobody except the King was smiling while the flames continued to burn in the cauldron, its demonic shadows falling on the ground. Winds started to howl, making people shiver in their place.
Suddenly, there was a loud clap of thunder, adding more to the direful atmosphere. Dark clouds hovered in the sky, with lightning flashing around them immediately.
Irene stood still, bearing with the harsh wind as she stared at the King, only to find him already looking at her. The intensity in his eyes stunned her, and she trembled slightly.
