With heads bowed to avert the queen's gaze, Evelyn, Lucy, and I knelt in the ballroom's center.
Our hearts cease beating with each step the queen takes. Our breaths hold back, reluctant to disturb the very air that envelops her. Moving silently, the very ground dared not make a sound that might offend Queen Violet.
'Thud-thud!'
Lana drew a clear, translucent sword and carefully handed it to Queen Violet, who stood before Evelyn, with Lana and Riona at her side.
Instantly, upon the queen grasping the sword, it transformed, becoming so clear that it vanished entirely from sight.
Placing it on Evelyn's right shoulder, the sword's sheer weight made her foot sink further into the stone floor, creating fissures.
"Your allegiance, your very existence, you have pledged it to me. You have vowed to revere me, to hold me sacred as your Divine Goddess of inevitability."
