From the desert, the prince brought Adyna and Athan to their chamber within their interdimensional house, where sunlight passed through the windowpane.
They were surprised that made Adyna wept as Athan carried her and laid her down on the bed. He caressed her head as he held her hand.
She held his face and asked, "Did you...? Did-"
"No, no. It must be something else."
"Would you think it's our baby?"
He chuckled and said, "That's not possible, but well..."
"I can't foresee now. She rules our fate. She always does."
"We don't have to change it. We all die anyway."
"You don't mind living a short run?"
"Oh, I stopped living after I caught a sorceress-" he said, then the prince's soul suddenly possessed him that he continued, "move back in time."
"Move when?" She asked as the prince moved out of Athan's body.
"When...?" Athan confusedly uttered. "Oh, no. My tongue must have slipped. Don't even know why I said it."
"Yeah, I haven't tried that...travelling back to the past. That's quite dark, but we can try that. What do you say?"
The prince vanished as Athan said, "Well, if you and our daughter can do it after you rest, I'm not against it."
They smiled at each other, then Athan said as he stood up, "Let me check the wall outside."
Adyna watched him as he went outside the room.
She looked at her hands and tried harder to use them to cast ice and snowflakes over her, then those were suddenly pulled to the window pane and crushed into flakes.
As she sat up, she was enduring the pain in her tummy, and the window was suddenly broken when something broke in, to which she had lowered her ear in response to the blast. When she slowly glanced at the broken window, a black stone spike was hovering and juddering a meter away from her head. It was harply pointing at her as it was forcefully trying to move towards her.
She weakly got up and looked closely at the side of the spike, then she slightly moved backwards when it was released and rapidly hit the wall where it was pointing.
She quickly looked out the window, and she saw thousands of magicians surrounding their house. They were staring up at her as they started to repeatedly and blaringly chant, "Save the world we gave. A deal for us to kill."
Right after she ran to the door, half of the room was blasted, the spot where she had almost been killed.
As the chant was continual, she swiftly opened the door and went downstairs, holding her hurting tummy as she called aloud, "Athan! Athan! Athan, where are you?! Athan!"
She stayed near the front doors as she kept calling him as she turned and turned around. Then the chant stopped for her to hear her own heavy breathing.
"Athan...!" She worriedly uttered.
Then she turned to the doors and hastened to open them with her hands.
When she saw Athan's back, she just stood there, as he was stilled and standing on the grass. He was tranced, facing the magicians as his eyes teared.
"Athan!" Adyna shouted.
Her neck was suddenly strangled by nothing, then Athan's heart was pulled out by black half a meter claws from his chest.
And as she was levitated and pulled out of the house, she was holding onto her neck as she struggled to breathe, with her eyes shedding tears.
Adyna was looking down at him as the queen began to appear from her bloodied claws and she sucked his soul.
As the queen's claws turned to short nails, she hurled his heart backwards for a warlock to catch and gratefully eat it.
The queen watched Adyna in the air and said, "You're weakened. Can you not even do any sort of I...magic? You know, fight me?"
Adyna's legs were kicking the wind as she couldn't do anything.
"Alright, let's just end this..." the queen said, then she sucked both souls of Adyna and her baby.
After Adyna's body dropped dead on the ground, the queen walked away as she ordered the magicians, "Find Larreis's body and put her back in her chamber with her daughter."
Then I moved out of there through particles, rapidly, warping space and time to find the prince.
In his twenty-one-year-old physical body, I found him watching the universe, the stars, the galaxies that were slowly collapsing as he hovered in the dark. In space alone. He watched how the spirits, the erns, the souls, collapsed into nothing, in slow motion, leaving an empty universe, vanishing into the great black hole.
I stayed right in front of his face to watch how his eyes blinked. After he stared through me as I stared at him, he drifted through me, then vanished behind me. Then I was pulled by a powerful force, pulled to where he invisibly appeared as a soul in front of the doors. Inside. To where his mother was sitting on the throne, watching the nullified magicians lifting and carrying out the enchantress's dead body from the floor to the open doors.
When the doors were closed in front of the queen, she passively stared at the prince.
"Vensen?" The queen doubtfully uttered with her furrowed eyebrows.
The prince turned to the closed doors, then he vanished.
"Vensen!" She yelled as she stood up from her seat.
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