As the days passed, Anya felt the shadows pressing closer. Whispers followed her in the halls, voices that sounded like her sisters' but spoke of betrayal.
One night, she found herself drawn to the Shadowstone again. Its pulse seemed louder, more insistent.
"What do you want from me?" she whispered, her voice trembling.
The stone didn't answer, but a vision filled her mind—Margaret and Celia standing together, their faces twisted in anger as they turned their backs on her. Leila, too, was there, her eyes filled with betrayal.
Anya jolted back, her breath ragged. Was it a warning… or a promise?
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A Dangerous Plan
Determined to prove her loyalty, Anya proposed a bold plan to the council: a journey to the heart of the shadow's power to destroy it once and for all.
The queen was horrified. "You'll risk your lives—your very souls?"
"We don't have a choice," Anya said. "If we don't act, the shadows will consume everything."
Margaret and Celia exchanged uneasy glances but ultimately agreed. Leila, ever loyal, stood by Anya's side.
As they prepared for the journey, Anya couldn't shake the feeling that the Shadowstone had already begun its work. The seeds of betrayal were planted—and she was running out of time to stop them from taking root.