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Melissa Spatiatis. I left the castle halls to find out if Dane was returning to my father. I didn’t expect to see this…. Broken statues litter the ground, remnants of once-proud figures have been reduced to rubble. The wind that whipped through the courtyard has caused the servants to huddle together in fear, their eyes wide with apprehension. I look over the devastation and I don’t understand. King Dimitrio’s grip tightens his hand around mine; it is a silent reassurance— a balm to her troubled thoughts. “Test her.” Elizabeth says and I do not understand what that means. Then, I look at Queen Lupita. My eyes falls upon the sceptre that Queen Lupita is holding and I gasp, holding my chest. It’s dark, ominous presence strikes a chord of fear deep within me for it is the very object I s