"You do have a plan, don't you Sofia?" Amber asked as she and her sister sheathed their way back inside their castle.
"I think so," Sofia whispered.
Amber gulped, "is there any way we could change that I think so to an I know so?"
"'Afraid not…you don't have to do this you know? It's going to be dangerous."
"All the more reason for me to go. This is our kingdom and my future subjects she's messing with!"
Amber managed to smile at her sister, "besides, you need me to stand by your side and that's what I'm going to do."
Sofia smiled back before entering the throne room where they both knew Vor was, "cause that's just who you are."
The two snuck behind furniture so not to be spotted as Vor monologue her evil scheme for the EverRealm and beyond.
Amber, the constant planner, soon discovered a rope she could use to give her animal sidekicks the curtains.
When she went to pull it however, something terrible happened.
Wormwood caught site of her and managed to alert Vor of her presence.
When Vor saw the blonde princess she knew exactly what to do.
Before Sofia could do anything Vor snapped Amber and sent her to the ground. The poor princess didn't even have time to scream.
"AMBER!" Sofia screamed as she simply threw her amulet at the monster hoping that it's pure magic would know how to handle such wickedness.
Her intuition was right, even without explicitly saying so; the amulet understood that this evil ended now.
Vor was sucked into the amulet, and the kingdom returned to normal.
But at what cost?
"AMBER! Amber! Amber! Please wake up Amber! PLEASE!" Sofia wailed as she desperately shook Amber's body. Her beautiful hazel eyes were still opened wide in horror.
But Amber didn't wake up…Amber couldn't wake up. The princess of Enchancia was dead.
At that moment the rest of the family came rushing in.
"AMBER!" Roland shouted as he made a mad dash to his daughter's side.
"Amber? Amber, honey? C'mon princess…wake up…everything will be alright…daddy's here now," the king soothed as his voice cracked and tears flowed from his face.
James looked at his sister with this traumatized look on his face. He had learned about all types of dangers from his knight classes, but he had never seen a dead body before. Not only that, but the body of his twin.
"BAILEYWICK SUMMON A DOCTOR NOW!" Roland ordered desperately.
The steward looked heartbroken at the king he had known for so long. The man he would do anything to please, but he knew this time he couldn't get his majesty what he wanted…and it killed him.
Tears filled his eyes as he knelt by the king's side, "Your majest….Roland, she's gone."
"NO! Cedric! Cedric there must be a spell! ANY spell! Please! I'll pay any price to get my daughter back!"
Cedric would pay any price to get his old friend, turned enemy, turned friend again, what he wanted. Sorcerer magic has its limits though, and death is a big one.
"I'm…I'm sorry your majesty…. truly I am," he said bowing his head in shame.
"NO! I WON'T LOSE HER! I CAN'T LOSE HER TOO! I CAN'T!" His voiced was cracking and he was losing his royal composure fast.
At this point Tily and Grand mum had managed to make it inside the throne room to find the grizzly scene.
Tily instantly rushed to Sofia's side, the poor princess look shell-shocked.
"Sofia! Sofia? What happened!? Where's Vor?"
Hearing the name of the monster that had taken her sister away made something inside Sofia snap.
"VOR!? VOR'S WHO YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT RIGHT NOW!? AMBER IS DEAD AUNT TILY! VOR TOOK MY BIG SISTER AWAY FROM ME! I WAS-I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A PROTECTOR…BUT I COULDN'T EVEN PROTECT MY OWN FAMILY!"
The young princess collapsed from the great weight of responsibility that had been placed on her tiny shoulders, and what that responsibility had cost her.
Miranda wanted to go over and comfort her daughter, but her husband was still trying to awaken their other daughter who would never awaken again.
"Rolly…" tears streamed down Miranda's face as she stared at her stepdaughter. She had promised to be a good stepmother to her and James, and she had failed. She couldn't protect her…she felt like such a failure as a mother.
She tenderly used her hand to close the eyes of her daughter, knowing they would never open again.
