Nova's Confrontation...
Nova stormed through the Palace's corridors, her mind ablaze with fury. The stone walls echoed with the clattering of her boots as she made her way to Ember's chambers.
She couldn't believe the audacity of that witch, who had crossed a line no one should dare to cross.
Nicole, her most trusted spy and close confidant, was lying in the infirmary, writhing in pain from the dark energy that now tainted his soul. Ember was the cause of this, and Nova would make sure she paid dearly.
When she reached the imposing wooden doors of Ember's room, she didn't bother knocking. With a powerful burst of energy, she flung them open, the force sending a gust of wind that blew out the candles inside.
Ember, who had been calmly brushing her long, raven-black hair by the vanity, turned slowly, a cold smirk playing on her lips.