The village people...

The morning sun cast a golden hue over the town as Rowena led Cersie through its winding streets. The air, once heavy with the weight of impending doom, now held a sense of renewed hope. Rowena, with determination in her eyes, led Cersie to the heart of the town where the townsfolk gathered, curious and grateful yet also quite cautious...

The townspeople, their faces etched with the trials they had endured, looked upon Cersie with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. the town had suffered a lot under the curse, and the scars of fear ran deep. Rowena stepped forward, her voice resonating through the quiet square.

"Good people of Equartia, I present to you the one who saved us all, Cersie Sierra. She is not our enemy but a savior, freed from the curse that plagued our land. She has come to help us, to stand with us against those shadows of corruption, that sought to consume us all."

Cersie, standing beside Rowena, met the gaze of the townspeople with a calm reassurance. "I understand your caution. I am no witch, I am just someone who has been blessed with powers to aid in times of urgent need. I was just like you, normal with no powers and now I'm not. Together, we can rebuild in the face of the darkness that threatened your homes so it may never linger"

A hushed murmur rippled through the crowd. The skepticism lingered, but there was a glimmer of hope in the eyes of those who had endured the curse's torment. Cersie's words, spoken with sincerity, began to thaw the frost of mistrust that had gripped Equartia.

Rowena, sensing the delicate balance between acceptance and doubt, stepped forward. "Cersie has saved us from the curse, and she will not abandon us. We must stand united, for in unity, we find strength. As the Lord's daughter I ask you please trust in my leadership. Our town will be returned to normal!"

As the townspeople processed the weight of Rowena's words, Cersie extended a hand, an invitation to trust and understanding. "I am here to forge bonds, not just as a saviour but as a friend. Together, we can overcome any darkness that looms over us."

Slowly, the walls of skepticism began to crumble. The people, burdened by the curse's aftermath, saw in Cersie and Rowena a beacon of hope. The town square echoed with a mix of gratitude and cautious optimism.

In the following days, Cersie and Rowena worked tirelessly alongside the townspeople. Together, they mended the wounds inflicted by the curse, rebuilt homes, and tended to the land that had suffered under the shadow's touch. Cersie, once seen with suspicion, now became a familiar presence, weaving bonds of camaraderie with those who had doubted her.

As the sun set over a transformed Equartia, Rowena and Cersie found a moment of respite. They sat on a hill overlooking the town, the echoes of laughter and the clatter of rebuilding echoing below.

"Cersie, I never thought I'd see the day when the people accepted you." Rowena remarked, a smile playing on her lips.

Cersie, her eyes reflecting the warmth of the setting sun, replied, "It takes time to mend an ancient prejudice, but with patience and understanding, we can create a future where our differences are embraced rather than feared."

"You are strange though... How were you inside that star? How can you use magic If as you say your a normal person." Rowena flipped on her side to look at Cersie. "I'm just so curious!"

Cersie turned over with a grin on her face as she looked at Rowena. She raised a finger to her pink lips and whispered, "It's a secret!" With a giggle she got up and ran back down the hill towards the village

"Hey! Wait for me!" Rowena yelled back with a laugh as she stood up to chase after her.