[hr][hr][center][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/6xwhnyhtt/8feea9672d571d4eceb088fcf045e88c.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9MxHYRyq/43020f0b8999b7507fbfcc3d42bcb119.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@KazAlkemi][@eclecticwitch][/center][hr][center][h3][color=ed145b][b]Present Day - The Castle: May 4th, 12,508 - 10:30 PM [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][u][b][color=ed145b][i]Outside the Palace[/i][/color][/b][/u] - [@eclecticwitch][@KazAlkemi]

	It is incredibly dark outside - which is understandable, as the sun set a few hours ago. Mona will be able to see that there seems to be more lapis lazuli heading inside of the Palace, but she has Amarantha to deal with... 

[u][b][color=ed145b][i]Wizard Tower - Entrance Hall[/i][/color][/b][/u] - [@BlueSky44][@KazAlkemi]

	It seems the Floor has a message for you.

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[u][b][color=ed145b][i]Wizard Tower - the Great Hall[/i][/color][/b][/u] - [@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic]

	Thalia and Richard departed quietly, sensing that this was a time for just immediate family. And as Fleur left, there was only Myth and her fiancé, as well as his parents and his grandfather left. Dr. Banner continued to work, gently pulling out the baby and allowing for Bruce to cut the cord. Once that was done, he wrapped up the baby in blankets, a bit worried due to the extremely small size. "It's a boy," Banner said, trying his best to stay calm. "But he is premature... We'll need to take him to Asgard. I have what we need there to ensure that he is healthy, until he's big enough to live without my help," Banner explained. 

	Runa nodded. She wasn't going to risk her grandchild's life. And given that Bruce didn't have his powers, that left her. Taking the pieces of Gandr, she placed them next to each other and it snapped back into a staff. Closing her eyes, she began to mutter in an ancient tongue, before a portal of sorts opened. [color=#a81a75]"Come, we will go to Asgard at once,"[/color] Runa explained, keeping the portal open with her magic. Someone else would need to carry Myth on through. Banner was holding the child for the moment, though he gave the boy to Myth, knowing that she would want her infant son. 

	She didn't answer Ahote - mostly because her grandson was being born and she was focused on that. 

[u][b][color=ed145b][i]Wizard Tower - the Courtyard[/i][/color][/b][/u] - [@BlueSky44]

	Rainbrook hugged Zekarra back tightly, crying into her shoulder. He knew he wasn't as bright or strong as his sister, but his mother had entrusted him with this job. She had told him that she remembered him being there - and that without him, she didn't know if she would survive. But now, nothing was anything like what he had been prepared for. "Th-thank you, Zekarra..." he said softly. He hesitated slightly, but then decided against saying something more. 

	[color=23BA64]"It'll be alright Rainbrook... We'll figure it out..."[/color]

	He nodded, still crying. "You're my best friend... You know that, right?"

	[color=23BA64]"I guess if I didn't know, I definitely do now... I already knew though..."[/color]

	Rainbrook fell silent, not sure how to respond to that. Eventually, Thalia and Richard came outside. Zekarra's mother transformed into a magnificent silver dragon, scooping them all up and they vanished in a flash of silver, departing the Castle after a night of so much tragedy. 

[u][b][color=ed145b][i]The Palace - the Queen's Room[/i][/color][/b][/u] - [@BlueSky44][@Nallore]

	Myrus shook his head. [color=ff0000]"I won't lose you again, Valda... Witches took you from us once already...For years...I-I can't let you go again,"[/color] he admitted, his eyes tearing up a bit as he wiped them on his sleeve. He had lost his father - he had lost his mother. He had just gotten Valda back not that many months ago and he didn't know if he could deal with the pain of losing her. And if Fleur killed Valda, he knew that she would hunt them down and kill them as well. They'd be rivals to her throne. [color=ff0000]"Please, Valda... Let the wizards deal with Fleur..."[/color]

	His hands started to glow and Myrus took a step backwards, trying his best to calm down but it wasn't working. His big sister essentially had just told them she was going to stay behind on a suicide mission. Fleur could get inside of her head - she could torture Valda. His mind kept on coming up with more and more horrible things that Fleur could do to her, a lot of them inspired by what he had read about one of the gods from the Land of Long Nights - Loki, the trickster. 

	It gave him an idea. [color=ff0000]"...Wh-what if we stayed behind and helped you - helped you trick Fleur?"[/color] he then asked. 

[u][b][color=ed145b][i]The Badlands - the Observatory [/i][/color][/b][/u]

	Once Fleur returned back to her flock, she would find them in the midst of celebration. Bonfires had been constructed outside of the observatory, with some of the children joining hands in a circle around them and dancing. Constance and Bernice were watching the young ones from a bench. Jezebel was serving dishes of fresh fruit to those who were hungry and had missed the evening meal. Never before had there been such a joyous occasion here at Fleur's home. And she would notice that amongst one of the circles around the fire, Princess Meadow had donned a witch's cloak and was happily running around in the fun. Her guards watched suspiciously from half a dozen paces back. 

	"It was you," Constance told Fleur confidently, getting up and walking on over to her. "You saved our people, Witch Messiah," Constance added, taking Fleur's face in her own and pressing a kiss to each cheek. "What now?" Bernice then asked, looking eager to pounce on [i]something[/i].