[hr][hr][center][img]https://s2.postimg.cc/9u4ekd45l/darke.png[/img][hr][img]https://s13.postimg.cc/bqokv8vef/ezgif-2-aec9dbc0b0.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@mnkee][@LadyRunic][@Dragoknighte][@KazAlkemi][/center][hr][hr][center][h3][color=10A133][b]Present Day - The Castle: December 21st, 12,507 - 12:45 PM [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr]	Rowland frowned. "That was not [b]Magyk[/b], Cuyler," Rowland mumbled, rising to his feet. He closed his eyes for a moment and began to [b]Sense[/b] the [b]Magyk[/b] in the air around them. It was unchanged - the wards he and Arya had crafted were still intact. Whatever happened to the Princess-in-Waiting, it was not a wizard or a witch that was responsible. His prejudice might have caused him to blame [b]Alchemie[/b], yet he doubted they had any [b]Elixir[/b] that would perform such a feat. "I do not know who might have done such a thing...yet I dread what this means for the Castle. For something so dreadful to happen after the [b]Queste[/b] has been renewed, a witch is crowned Queen, and in the wake of Queen Meliscente's death...The sun may finally be setting upon the Castle."

	Arya had similar thoughts to her mentor, as she stood at the front of the crowd. She too could not [b]Sense[/b] any damage to the precautions that they had taken - but there was no denying that [i]something[/i] had happened to Princess Luna. Once the impossible was eliminated, whatever remained, however improbable, had to be true. If [b]Magyk[/b] could not have caused Princess Luna's abduction, the answer would have to remain elsewhere. [color=#9B30FF]"This threat appears to be immune to my [b]Magyk[/b],"[/color] Arya told Lyra calmly. [color=#9B30FF]"I do not believe it is of this land...I have never seen anything quite like it."[/color]

	She pursed her lips slightly as Atkin chucked a pillow in the face of their new Queen, yet she said nothing of it. She was far more fixated on Valda's utterance of a name - Malekith. She had not heard such a name before, yet she knew the power held within a name. It would require [b]Darke Magyk[/b] in order to use it to hold the subject there - something that was against the principles of the office of ExtraOrdinary Wizard. Arya was about to have an internal dilemma over the use of [b]Darke Magyk[/b] for the greater good when Asha the [b]Magykal[/b] stepped forward, her eyes glowing a soft purple that matched the stone around her neck. 

	"H’tikelam, I [b]Call[/b] you," Asha declared. Names were a powerful thing in [b]Darke Magyk[/b], holding power over the individual. Many of the best necromancers refused to give their true name, instead using a false one. With the first name, that is enough to construct what the [b]Darke[/b] name would be. Asha, the strongest and most talented at [b]Magyk[/b] in her country - and the world as well - had no difficulty in [b]Calling[/b] Malekith to come approach them at the stage. 

	"Good work, girls," Nera whispered to the twins. She then looked with concern as she heard Asha [b]Call[/b] Malekith and her blood ran cold. Fortunately, she spotted Fleur a moment later and she looked at her for direction. They had Princess Luna held captive at their home - did they abandon Malekith and take the Princess as their prize? Or did they remain and fight for him, at the risk of losing a potential member of their Coven? 

	Myrus held his head in his hands, taking deep shuddering breaths as he bit down on the inside of his lip. He heard Gwydion Puck get up and whistle, motioning for his troops to move in. They had finished their travel to the Palace in the midst of the ceremony and had been waiting respectfully on the edge of the grounds. "Do not worry, my Queen, I shall see to it that your sister is returned safely to you - my deputy hunter is the best there has been in centuries," he assured Valda. He knew that even though Asha had [b]Called[/b] the man forward, his deputy hunter would be able to extract the information they needed to see to Luna's safety. 

	"What is it, Prince Myrus?" Emperor Taj asked, hearing the prince yelp. [color=ff0000]"It's n-nothing...."[/color] Myrus mumbled, staring at his hands. Emperor Taj paused before he nodded. "I understand this is a time of great stress for you - but my sister will see that Princess Luna is returned safely and the man responsible, this Malekith, apprehended."