Chapter 15
A Sister's Plea
Queen Cassandra confronts her sister, the Goddess of the Rainbow, attempting to reason with her and prevent further devastation, revealing their shared history.
The air in the throne room crackled, not with the usual hum of regal authority, but with a nascent, untamed energy that made the polished obsidian floor seem to vibrate. Princess Nevera, her heart a frantic bird against her ribs, watched as Prince Matthew stood guard, his golden sword a beacon against the encroaching gloom. King Theron, his face a mask of controlled panic, gripped the arms of his throne, his knuckles white. Queen Cassandra, usually a figure of quiet, earth-bound grace, was a whirlwind of elemental power, her eyes blazing with a fierce, unfamiliar light.
“Sister,” Cassandra’s voice, usually a gentle murmur, boomed through the chamber, each syllable laced with the raw power of the earth itself. “Stop this madness.”
Before her, shimmering into existence like a mirage born of a thousand sunsets, stood the Goddess of the Rainbow. She was not the benevolent figure of legend, but a being of raw, untamed beauty, her form a kaleidoscope of shifting colors, her eyes holding the depth of a storm-tossed sea. The elemental surges that had been plaguing the kingdom intensified, the very stones of the castle groaning under the strain.
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