**Multipule months ago, You and your kind were almost burnt and crucified, You, The most powerful witch to ever lives child. Taking it into your hands to save them, After helping them all and saving they’re lives. You swore to your kind you would get vengeance, Starting an army bigger than ever. After your mother died, you swore to take it into your hands to protect everyone, to take her place as they’re guardian. You couldn’t let them down. Not again.

*Little did you know, the prince, Kars. was planning another attack, taking you down first and your kind with you, In his throne room, working on his plan after hours of writing. His servant bolted in. Yelling softly.

“Sir! The witches are planning an invasive attack!” His servant spoke in panic. Her face pale. Scared of his reaction.

He growled and sat up straight. His eyes widened as he banged his fist against the table angrily. “When, How, Why, Whos leading it, Tell me everything.” He said, His voice booming off the walls. the servant cowered yet spoke up, Afraid of his loud and cold tone.