Essay Writing: Empress Nova's Backwards

They started upstairs and then moved down stairs. We saw everything they did. Then when it looked like they finished gathering everything they wanted, they both went into the living room.

trip. Later they stopped at the tower to have some food, where the owner of the place was there, and

From this tail, they return to the castle, as they said they would, but the king Shahrayar

"I'm being honest. You have the power. You're the one who helped create it, not me."

After many months, the nation of Aragon is finally in ruins. The soldiers of Gan are taking their last march towards the royal palace. As the soldiers marched in a repeating loop of right, left, right, and left, they halted to a stop at the gates of the palace. King Alaric Cecily was waiting for them.

Word had reached all of the lands by this point, so they all were working together to create a plan to save Queen Ivy and the entire Enchanted Kingdom. The villagers were on their way to the Castle now with weapons and things to save Ivy and destroy Mallory once and for all!

“There is a weakness.” Malessica added. “All four of them share the same weakness. We’ll be able to exploit them while fighting.”

She ran, her breath coming in gasps. Just a few more steps. Tears fell freely, blurring her vision, but that did not matter she still remembered the way. The worn rock steps had been a comfort to her when she was a child. Now they pierced her bare feet cutting into her skin as broken as she felt. The destination was a place she had once called her own. The maids had told her that the kingdom was guarded by magic to keep away anyone who tried harm to the royal family. She refused to believe them of course, magic was long dead in her

" Right so he could say more of our secret to the world" Shaniya added

They walk seriously, one step by another, and stop in the front of the Red Heart Kingdom.

They were in the deeper part of the forest, a place where many creatures hide in trees or deep underground caves. The wind blows slowly and the trees rustle seeming like it was telling them to get out and run far, far away. The forest held many deaths for who wandered in, but could never find the way out.

“Zenna, chill! They’re stronger than you, you probably won’t even get close to those losers.” I answer nonchalantly.

The room was completely empty so I used my magic to carve a note into one of the walls to tell the king and queen I had escaped their so called prison. Just like the day I arrived at the castle a cloud of crimson smoke enveloped my entire body, and I was transported into the forest where I had been held hostage by bandits. A cloak manifest in my hands I quickly put it on and began my journey of the Enchanted Forest. A few minutes I took one final glance at the castle, and anyone could tell that something was wrong. The castle was illuminated in torchlight silhouettes were running to and fro, and the sounds of armor clinking and people screaming echoed through the night. The noises were almost blocked out by the sound of wolves howling, but it would appear the royal family wouldn't allow the spotlight to be stolen from them since they ordered every single guard to find me. The guards knew I wasn't idiotic enough to hide in the castle so they descended into the forest below the towering stone structure. The hooves of hundreds of horses slammed into the ground dirt flew in every direction, and their stomping became louder than thunder. It would appear Samuel and Lilith had not forgotten me, and it seemed they still hadn't learned how to bury the

'I wonder what this Band of Seven is like. Do they really possess the strength to lead our kingdom victory? I guess we'll find out when the time comes'

As they crested the rise, Riasean and Larah looked out at Cazidor. In front of them, to the West, lay undulating plains, ending in the rocky boundary of the Allurian Sea, where it pounded the shores of the long narrow kingdom. The road they were on plunged down the slopes and turned north into a copse of trees before reappearing again, just outside a small village astride the road. To their far right, they could see the spires of Wolfbern rising toward the sky. The rumble of thunder echoed behind them, and they turned to look. Small rocks careened from the hillsides.