Victoria was the only one who returned to the room after a few hours.
Elena and Arwen, though still present, had decided to allow her to face her bonds alone.
If it turned out that she had failed, turning them into monstrosities, Victoria didn't wish to have anyone else lay eyes upon them and she swore to put them down alone.
Her steps were slow as the alchemical pots came into view.
The earthen pot stood broken at one end with its contents spilled out and Opal nowhere to be found.
The metal pot, on the other hand, appeared malformed, like how metal would appear when subjected to high amounts of heat,t, with its contents having evaporated and Mirren also nowhere to be found.
Taking a deep breath, Victoria called out to her bonds softly. "Mirren, Opal… are you there?"
There was no response, merely a soft whimper that caused Victoria to imagine the worst-case scenario.
