[hr][hr][center][img]https://s2.postimg.cc/9u4ekd45l/darke.png[/img][hr][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZaGYphtr7E[/youtube][hr][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@mnkee][@LadyRunic][@Dragoknighte][@KazAlkemi][/center][hr][hr][center][h3][color=10A133][b]Present Day - The Castle: December 21st, 12,507 - 1:45 PM [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr]	Myrus' eyes were partially glazed over, as he stared dumbly at the Palace Landing Stage, seeing the magnificent silver dragon land with her mortal companion. Thalia would be able to hear the sharp cries of a newborn baby, coming from within the Palace itself. And while the Prince appeared to be lifeless on the outside, on the inside, he was screaming. Mind control worked both ways - just as Myrus' mind had been opened to Nera, he had managed to glimpse into her mind. And what he had seen terrified him - the chaotic destruction of the Castle, with his sisters' heads on a pike. [i][color=ff0000]Valda you need to run!!![/color][/i]

	Arya listened to Cuyler, memorizing the details of his tale. She was not quite sure what he was implying - did he imagine these forces at play were the gods of the Land of Long Nights? It didn't quite make sense to her, what those forces would be doing here, at the Castle. With everything happening, it didn't seem divine. It was the cruelty that humanity specialized in. [color=#9B30FF]"So you believe this Mistress of Chaos may be responsible?"[/color] Arya asked. 

	Thankfully, Rowland decided to help his apprentice, fielding Atkin's question about the [b]Darke[/b] Week. "As tradition, the ExtraOrdinary Wizard never uses the [b]Darke[/b]...But without the [b]Darke[/b], the [b]Lyte[/b] cannot exist. Each apprentice studies [b]Darke Magyk[/b] for one week, called their [b]Darke[/b] Week, in order to understand it...And I hope, dear boy, never need to use it." 

	Asha gave Lyra a slight smile, before her eyes widened as she gazed at the dragon. "That is no ordinary dragon....It's a [b]Tyme[/b] dragon!" Asha exclaimed, unable to hold in her excitement. Yes, there had been a gruesome death in front of her but her breath was taking away by the dragon. The illusionary red dragon paled in comparison to this. She could feel the raw power radiating from the magnificent creature and while she found it comical that a lowly man was riding the great beast, she was transfixed. She had thought that [b]Tyme[/b] dragons were nothing more than myth. 
	
	[color=#9B30FF]"That is no illusion..."[/color] Arya murmured in agreement. This entire day was so insane and chaotic that she was beginning to wonder if Cuyler may be right - if it was the forces of chaos at work. Yet it was too planned, too methodical for her to quite accept that explanation. 

	Puck was grinning with glee as he saw the silver dragon land. "Come now, Amarantha my dear, show a little grace," Puck urged. "I have a feeling we are seeing someone we shall soon call a dear friend...But go, take a squad and move on the Port Witches. Supplement with my sister's witches as well. You will need their [b]Magyk.[/b] I, meanwhile, have a business deal to make."[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=7bcdc8]Nera Hawthorn[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/4odbz9ddd/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=7bcdc8][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Witch Coven House[/center][hr]	Nera silently absorbed the information that Rhys was providing. He had indicated a pressure point, a weakness - and that wasn't something that was easily forgotten. Even if she were to have a lapse in memory, all it would take would be a short trip down the Witch's Road in order to recall it perfectly. She could [b]Sense[/b] from Rhys how much he wished to flee. He was worried, then, about being found out for what he was. Nera smirked slightly. He was far too easy to read. 

	Marya and Medea shrugged, before Marya spoke up. "We aren't really tired," she pointed out. Medea nodded, chiming in. "Just tell us where you want them moved to...We could use a good run..." The twins were fidgeting, hardly able to stay still. The lengthy trip to and from hadn't taken hardly any energy from them. "Знаш, могли бисмо је једноставно убити и сами преузети Цовен..." Marya then whispered to Medea. "Да, али забавно је гледати како све изгубе..."

	[color=7bcdc8]"And there is no need, Witch Mother. You attend to matters here. I will go prepare the girl for you - a bit of [b]Concilium[/b] should calm her from any frenzy."[/color] Nera then smiled sweetly, as if her words were venom and she were a snake. Nera then pressed a kiss to Fleur's earlobe, before she retreated into the house and paused on the threshold of Malekith's room. Per her instructions to the twins, they had stashed Luna there. She could [b]Sense[/b] the waves of fear and panic coming off of her. 

	[color=7bcdc8]"Sweet Luna, do not fear,"[/color] Nera instructed, before she began to use [b]Concilium[/b], forcing Luna to sit on the bed and be still. Once a few moments had passed, Nera opened the door and waited Lilith. With any luck, Malekith would be replaced by the Princess-in-Waiting.