The news about the missing Queen had reached the ears of the citizens, and it elicited a moment of panic on the people who knew her personally, including those who had admired her from afar. The town square buzzed with worried whispers that night, and concerned faces turned to each other, questioning the whereabouts of their new Queen. It hadn't been long since she got crowned and they were about to lose her so soon?
Fueled by concern, the citizens had formed their own search parties, combing every inch of the kingdom to find their new beloved Queen who was rumored to be abducted by the witches from the south.
Inside the grand Palace, amidst the chaos, Lady Phyna found a moment alone in the dimly lit corridor. The weight of the responsibility and the uncertainty of the new Queen's fate, gnawed at her composure. In a hushed voice, she muttered to herself,