Journey to the Royal Capital 8

It's night and the escorts have created a full perimeter around our caravan.

The tension tonight is high Prince Arlen made sure that nobody will know what will happen tonight and have told Ofelia to use her magic to keep their attention away from us.

Currently, both of my selves are inside a giant dome of Ice I made earlier. Because of Ofelia, it's not dark because she's using her flame magic to light up the place

The Prince is also here along with the princess. Despite my warnings, he said he would watch no matter how morbid or disgusting he will see because he wants to take responsibility for the choices his little sister has made.

Everyone else are outside the dome waiting anxiously.

"Are you sure you really want to do this? You can still back out."

[I've already told you, I have mustered my resolve. I am prepared to die if it fails.]

"Prince Arlen, can you convince her not to?"

"I'm afraid that even I cannot change her mind?"

"Ofelia?"

She simply shakes her head.