You Will Reap What You Sow!

Huge, dusty wheels of a red, lavish-designed carriage rattled past the looming figure of an overwhelmed Amethyst by rage.

Above her was the sun that was spreading its heat that was excruciatingly hot, over the beings of Droitwitch. Amethyst's eyes were nervously darting across the busy streets to and fro the empty corners of every street she stalked past.

The golden fingers of the red eye above the sky cast their rays across the tiny village— creating mysterious shadows. "If only I knew…!"

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[AN HOUR EARLIER]

"I'm not in love…the word itself makes me cringe!"

Amethyst huffed as her black boots throbbed out of her chambers. Her tiny figure instantly shivered shortly after a scene where Liam and Elizabeth were sharing a passionate moment.

Her teeth clenched as both of her hands formed fists.

"I don't know why they haven't left yet!" A voice of an unknown individual whispered, intruding into Amethyst's journey out of Castle Ephraim. Silently rummaging for the owner of the voice,