THE DAY OF THE CEREMONY (7)

"Serefina," Kace called her name when he spotted the red haired witch, standing absentmindedly on the river bank, staring with an unfaltering dull gaze at the crater that she had created a few moments ago.

Kace and Hope ran toward the witch. However, it seemed she didn't even realize that they were coming toward her.

"Serefina, are you okay?" Hope touched her sleeves cautiously. In her whole nineteen years of this life, she had never seen Serefina like this. She was akin to someone who lost their soul. She stood there as if a lifeless doll which made the hearts of people looking at her tremble with agony.

As of that moment, the four bells rang through the entire city, indicating that the queen had entered the throne room to unite with the king.

"It's really over… it's really over now…" Serefina mumbled repeatedly in a devastating yet trembling tone.