As the bright blue flames began to go down, the purifying feeling of catharsis settled in as well.
Aideen stood silently and watched the dragon fire consume everything beneath her. A strong, unfamiliar sense of power crept inside her heart, drowning all other senses, and leaving her feel unsettled and confused. She couldn't help but wonder whether it was alright to feel this powerful; whether it was a good sign at all.
Yuraon, too, watched as the blue flames destroyed the last remnants of Valon's army, his blue eyes reflecting the same bright color of the burning rage below his feet.
He did not feel anything. He only felt empty.
And while it still brought him a great sense of satisfaction that the second prince died such a gruesome death, the most important fact remained the same––it would not bring Melania back.
