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Spirit Realm of the Grand Knights Midnight The moon was shining bright in the sky. After parting with Loki and Adolphe from the Knight Manor, Amara took a short walk and arrived at a small garden full of black roses behind the manor. Her mind unintentionally drifting to the distant past. “My child,” tears flows against her delicate cheeks. In her hand, she held the pearl bracelet that once belonged to her daughter. With a breath, a cold wind whipped around her, tearing at her clothes and hair, yet not hurting her. The world around her faded as she found herself inside a palace. There was no life to the place as it was only an apparition of the past, a memory kept in her heart. Within this palace is where she gave birth to Cassiopeia, her firstborn, and the child she failed to protect