Cithara Aeloira Elizell Aberra was the rightful heiress of the crown of Everdaile. She grew up without anyone knowing anything about her bloodline except for her mother and a wizard that saved her from a certain death. Cursed and unwanted, she was...
She cried and cried, but no one answered. She carried on until she finally thought of the perfect design.
For hours, she created an essence extractor that would get the remaining power of the Sacred Gem as she did with the gems she used for the arrows she invented. At the time the ring's magic was activated, she would pour the essence toward it.
"Ah! It turns out you're more clever than what I heard!" Azarel beamed as he saw the finished project. "Oh, and don't worry about your Avallon friends. I made sure that they could still come here tomorrow night."
For the other five to gain access to the sylmora tree, Azarel sent Cithara back at dawn. At the time they came to Liberia, everything was ready.
"Tonight is the night that we waited for thousands of years!" Azarel spoke as he stood behind Aja, who was readying herself for the coronation.
After a few moments, the coronation ceremony at the church was held. With the bells ringing in a cheerful harmony and the people cheering loudly, the crown was successfully given to the new Hara.
"Cithara, why do you seem so quiet?" Wil asked. "You have to be happy now that your aunt is now the queen."
Cithara's gaze turned to him, averting from the moons aligning for just a few moments from that time. "I am," she spoke with a smile on her face. Deep inside, she was crying and asking for someone's help. "I am happy for her."
Soon afterward, the crowd turned silent as Azarel marched toward Aja. Cithara knew the cue and went beside him.
"From this moment on, with the moons aligning with the planets, the world will not see the light of day again," he announced with the ring in his hand. "All of that was made possible by you and this young lady here, Cithara."
"I knew it. She'll be the one bringing us towards doom," one of the Liberians whispered. However, they could not express their emotions to Azarel and the new queen for the reason that their life would be in grave danger.
"What is going on?" Sefira asked.
"Is that... Is that a magical ring, I see?" Marivielle asked.
"This is what I feared," said Hanari. "The inevitable had come!"
With the moons and the planets being in perfect alignment, the ring began to light up. Activating it, Cithara poured the extracted essence of the sacred gem.
At the time the ring was entirely covered with the color of the purple essence, shadows began to appear from it, and that made it drop towards the ground. The shadows began to creep until finally, they covered the whole Enchantria.
Even the Mortal Realm, which was having its sunny weather, was changed into a frightful night, releasing the beasts who had long been to slumber as well.
"Well done, Cithara," Aja grinned.
"Now, me and my love, Aja, can rule the entire Three Realms and spread fear all over the lands!" said Azarel before letting out his evil laugh.
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