Chapter name: The Escape

(In the Enchanted Forest)

(In the cell where Cora was keeping Roxanna)

Hook: So your looking for your mother? She's in this new land?

Roxanna: (her back leaning against the the bars of her cell) yep… but it's kinda hard to do that when I'm in here.

Hook: (smirking) You've got spunk, I'll give you that. But you're also quite the handful. I suppose you'll need a bit of help escaping, won't you?

Roxanna: (perks up) Are you offering to help me? Why would you do that?

Hook: (leans closer) Let's just say I have my own scores to settle, and helping you might just be the start of it. Besides, I've always had a soft spot for a damsel in distress.

Roxanna: (scoffs) I'm no damsel, but I am in distress. And honestly, I'll never turn down help.

Hook: (leaning against the cell bars, smirking) I can help you get to your mother, but you have to get out of here yourself.

Roxanna: (frustrated) Easier said than done. Cora's got me locked up tight.

Hook:(shrugs) You're resourceful. Besides, if you can't manage this, you'll never make it in that new land. Show me you can handle yourself, and I'll make sure you get to where you need to be.

Roxanna: (determined) Fine. I'll find a way out. But you better keep your word, Hook.

Hook: (grins) I always do, love.

Hook: (leaning against the cell bars, smirking) Cora and I already have plans to get to this new land. We're just waiting for the right opportunity.

Roxanna: (hopeful) So, you'll take me with you?

Hook: (raises an eyebrow) If you can get out of here on your own, then yes. I'll make sure you get to your mother.

Roxanna: (determined) Alright. I'll find a way out. Just be ready to keep your promise.

Hook: (grins) I always am, love.

The Next Day in the Enchanted Forest*

(Roxanna is still in her cell, feeling weak from hunger and fatigue. Her mind racing with thoughts of escape and finding her mother. Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Cora strides in with an intense expression.)

Cora: (commanding) Roxanna, I need you to have a vision. I need to know what's happening with Regina on the other side.

Roxanna: (taken aback) What? Why now?

Cora: (impatient) Do as I say. Focus and see what Regina is up to in that new land.

(Roxanna knows she has no choice but to comply. She closes her eyes and concentrates, trying to connect with Regina through her visions. After a few moments, her breathing steadies, and she begins to see images in her mind.)

Roxanna: (whispering, eyes closed) I see... Regina. She's in a jail cell...

(Cora leans in, her eyes narrowing with interest.)

Roxanna: (continuing) She's waking up... and... Rumpelstiltskin is there too. He's on the other side of the bars.

(Roxanna's vision sharpens as she watches Rumple take out an amulet. He grabs Regina's hand and marks her with it, burning her hand. Roxanna gasps in pain, feeling the burning sensation herself.)

Roxanna: Ow!

Cora: What?! What's going on? What happened? (she says sharply)

Roxanna: He marked her with this amulet. It looks something like this. (With her eyes still closed, she draws the symbol on the dirt floor. Roxanna opens her eyes, gasping for air.) It's... it's the Wraith Amulet. (Roxanna starts breathing heavily and shaking with fear.)

Cora: (with anger) He broke our deal! He was supposed to keep her safe if I trained you! Come on, Roxanna, it's time for your last test! (Cora waves her hand and magically opens the door)

Roxanna: (slowly makes her way out of the cell, tired and hungry. She forgot to eat yesterday and Cora didn't give her any food anyways.)

Cora: And don't you think about running again, you won't get far.

Roxanna: (thinking) She's right, I won't get far. I never do. I've tried so many times to run away, almost every time she tested me I tried. (aloud) Yes, ma'am. (This is my last chance. I have to escape. I have to pass. I have to beat her!)

(They make their way to an open field where Cora has set up various magical obstacles and challenges. Roxanna knows this is her chance to prove herself and, more importantly, find an opportunity to escape.)

Cora: (smirking) This is your final test. Show me what you've learned, and remember, failure is not an option.

(Roxanna steels herself, drawing on every ounce of strength and courage she has left. She takes a deep breath and steps forward, ready to face the challenges ahead.)

Roxanna: (determined) I'm ready.

(She begins to navigate the obstacles, using her magic to overcome each one. As she progresses, she keeps an eye out for any chance to make her escape. She knows that if she can just get through this, she'll have a shot at freedom and finding her mother.)

Roxanna: (to herself) I can do this. I have to do this.

(With each challenge she completes, Roxanna feels a renewed sense of hope and determination. She's not just fighting for her life; she's fighting for her future.)

Cora: (watching Roxanna closely, with a hint of pride) She has the heart, no doubt. But does she have the bloodthirst? Hook, come here.

Hook: (walks up to Cora in the small field)

Yes, Cora, what do you need?

Cora: (turns towards Hook and swiftly plunges her hand into his chest, ripping out his heart. It glows bright red.)

Roxanna: (glances over in their direction for just a moment and witnesses this horrific act.

Cora has tried to get Roxanna to do this in the past, but Roxanna never had the heart to do it.)

Cora: Now, Hook, you're going to do as I say.

And if somehow you disobey me, there will be consequences. (Cora slowly squeezes

Hook's heart.)

Hook: Aaaaahhhh! (The pain is unbearable.)

Stop, stop, stop, stop! I'll do whatever you want, just please stop.

Cora: (loosens her hold on Hook's heart)

Now that we're in agreement... (Cora raises the heart towards her mouth) Now be the nasty pirate you are and... kill her.

Hook: No! (But he can't control his body. He draws his sword and chases after Roxanna.)

Roxanna: (still working on the last obstacle, she didn't even notice Hook coming after her)

Hook: (takes a swing at Roxanna but luckily

misses)

Roxanna: (caught off guard, jumps back)

What the hell, Killian?!

Hook: (takes another swing at Roxanna but misses, his eyes filled with regret) I'm so sorry, Roxanna!

Roxanna: (dodges his attack and raises her sword defensively) I know you don't want to do this, Killian. Fight her control!

Cora: (watching with a sinister smile) Stop holding back,

Hook. Show her no mercy.

Hook: (takes another swing) Roxanna, l'm so sorry. (A tear falls from his eye; he never wanted to hurt a child.)

Roxanna: (dodges the swing and does a somersault. She magically makes her stuffed lion appear on her back. She pulls out the sword that Athena gifted her a long time ago.)

Cora: (observing with a sinister smile) Let's see if you have the strength to survive this, Roxanna.

Roxanna: (eyes focused, feeling the weight of the sword in her hond) Killian, I don't want to hurt you!

Hook: (struggling against Cora's control) I know, lass. But you have to protect yourself.

(He takes another swing at Roxanna.)

Roxanna: (parries his attack with her sword, her movements precise and controlled) I won't let you hurt me, Killian. I know you're in there. Fight her!

Hook: (gritting his teeth, his eyes filled with pain and remorse) I'm trying, Roxanna. (He lunges again, but his movements are sluggish, as if he's resisting Cora's control.)

Roxanna: (taking advantage of his hesitation, she disarms him with a swift move and holds her sword at his throat) I'm sorry, Killian, but I can't let you kill me.

Cora: (angry and impressed) Well done, Roxanna. But this is far from over.

Roxanna: (turns to face Cora, her sword still pointed at Hook) I'm not afraid of you, Cora.

I've had enough of your tests.

Cora: (smirking) Brave words. But bravery alone won't save you. (She raises her hand, preparing to cast a spell.)

Roxanna: (thinking quickly, she uses her magic to create a protective barrier around herself and Hook) You can't control us forever.

Cora: (laughing darkly) We'll see about that.

(She hurls a powerful spell at the barrier, causing it to crack.)

Roxanna: (gritting her teeth, reinforcing the barrier with her own magic) I won't let you win, Cora. Not this time.

Hook: (regaining some control, his voice weak) Roxanna, you have to get out of here.

She won't stop until one of us is dead.

Roxanna: (focusing to much on Cora she lowered her sword not thinking)

Hook: (grabs his sword from the ground and attacks Roxanna once again) I hope you can forgive me one day. (He forces her back to a wall that was part of the obstacle course, and puts his blade and Roxanna's throat.)

Roxanna: Hook! You have to fight this! You have to fight her control over you!

Hook: My dear Roxanna, I would if I could but I cant. (He pushes his hook into the crack on her chest that glows white, slowly cutting her)

Roxanna: (screaming in pain, tears flowing down) АААНННН!!!!

Cora: (throwing another spell at Roxanna)

Roxanna: (with a burst of determination, she channels her magic to create a shockwave, knocking Hook back) No! I won't let you or her break me!

Hook: (collapses to the ground, gasping for breath, his eyes showing a glimmer of relief) Roxanna...

Cora: (furious, her eyes blazing with anger) Enough of this! You think you can defy me?

(She raises her hand to cast another deadly spell)

Roxanna: (panting, struggling to stay on her feet) I'm stronger than you think, Cora. You can't break my spirit.

Cora: (launching a powerful bolt of dark magic at Roxanna) We'll see about that!

Roxanna: (with a swift motion, she raises her sword and deflects the dark magic, sending it back towards Cora)

Cora: (caught off guard, she barely manages to deflect her own spell, stumbling backwards) Impressive. But you're still no match for me!

Roxanna: (gathers all her strength and charges at Cora, sword raised) This ends noW!

Cora: (smirking, she prepares to counter Roxanna's attack with a powerful spell)

Roxanna: (looks down at her necklace that Zeus gifted her when she was 10 and whispers) Zeus please, please give me strength. (Roxanna unleashed a bloodcurdling scream. Her emotions are so strong and out of control. When Roxanna's emotions get out of wack her powers become stronger and unstable. A giant strike of lightning hits right in between them causing their spells to end)

Cora: (eyes widen) (says to herself)

I've never seen anyone with such power, not even Rumpelstiltskin is that strong.

Roxanna: (raises both of her hands up causing roots from several trees nearby to appear. The roots grab Cora's legs and arms, lifting her into the air. Roxanna throws her arms down making the root go back into the ground making Cora completely restrained.)

Cora: How dare you use my own spell against me!

Roxanna: I will give you this "grandma" you were a perfect teacher for me. But I will NEVER forgive you for everything you've done to me! All the pain you've caused me let alone my mother, it's unforgivable.

Cora: (struggling against the roots, her anger palpable) You think you can defeat me, child? You're still so naive!

Roxanna: (taking a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination) Maybe I am. But I'm not alone. (She focuses her energy, her crack glowing even brighter) This is for my mother, for everyone you've hurt.

Hook: (weakly getting up, watching Roxanna in awe) Roxanna... you've got this.

Cora: (casting a desperate spell, trying to break free) I won't be bested by a mere child!

Roxanna: (channels her remaining strength, using her magic to strengthen the roots and hold Cora down) This ends now, Cora. You will never hurt anyone again. (She raises her sword, ready to strike)

Cora: (panicking, her eyes filled with fear) Wait! You don't have to do this!

Roxanna: (hesitating for a moment, her grip tightening on the sword) You're right. I don't. (She lowers the sword slightly) But I can't let you go either. (She uses her magic to create a barrier around Cora, trapping her)

Cora: (smirking despite her predicament) You forget, I still have Hook's heart. He will help me.

Roxanna: (eyes widening in realization) Killian...

Hook: (struggling, his movements jerky as he tries to resist) Roxanna, go. You need to get out of here.

Roxanna: (determined but heartbroken) I won't let her control you forever. I promise. (She raises her hand, summoning a white cloud of smoke around her) I'll find a way to save you, Killian. (With a final look at Hook, she disappears in a puff of smoke)

Cora: (laughing darkly) She thinks she can escape me. How amusing.

Hook: (breathing heavily, looking at the spot where Roxanna vanished) She will. And she'll come back stronger. (He turns to face Cora, his eyes filled with defiance despite his predicament)

Cora: (tightening her grip on his heart) We'll see about that. Now, help me get out of this mess.

Roxanna: (in the deepest part of the forest) I can't go on much more. I'm in so much pain (she holds her chest where Killian dug his hook into her. Blood pouring out of it.) I… I need to get somewhere safe… if I get somewhere safe I can heal myself. (Roxanna's vision is going in and out. She spots a tall muscular man in sliver armor in the forest) help… help… me. (Roxanna passes out. The strange man spots her and takes her to this small refugee camp)

Scene: Deepest Part of the Forest

Roxanna: (staggering, clutching her chest where Killian's hook injured her, blood seeping through her fingers) I can't go on much more. I'm in so much pain. (Vision blurring, she looks around desperately) I… I need to get somewhere safe… if I get somewhere safe I can heal myself.

(She stumbles, barely able to keep her eyes open. She sees a tall, muscular man in silver armor, his figure blurred and indistinct.)

Roxanna: (voice weak, almost a whisper) Help… help… me. (She collapses, her vision fading to black)

Scene: Refugee Camp

(The tall man, recognizing Roxanna's dire condition, picks her up gently and carries her to a small, makeshift camp hidden deep within the forest. He lays her down on a soft bedroll inside a tent.)

Man: (calling out to the camp) We need a healer, quickly!

(A group of refugees, dressed in simple, rugged clothing, gathers around. An elderly woman with a kind face steps forward, carrying a small pouch of herbs and a bowl of water.)

Elderly Woman: (kneeling beside Roxanna, assessing her wounds) This child is gravely injured. We must work quickly.

(The woman begins to tend to Roxanna's wounds, cleaning the blood and applying healing herbs. She murmurs softly, a chant to aid the healing process. The man in armor watches with concern, his arms crossed.)

Man: (to the elderly woman) Will she be alright?

Elderly Woman: (focused on her work) She's strong, but she's lost a lot of blood. It will take time, but with rest and care, she should recover.

Scene: Inside the Tent

(Roxanna's breathing steadies as the herbs begin to take effect. The elderly woman continues her work, applying bandages and placing a cool cloth on Roxanna's forehead. The man in armor steps outside the tent, looking around the camp thoughtfully.)

Man: (to himself) Who are you, child? And what dangers have you faced to end up here?

(As the night deepens, the camp settles into a quiet vigil, the refugees taking turns watching over Roxanna. Her chest rises and falls with the rhythm of sleep, the glow of her crack dimming as her body begins to heal.)

Scene: Refugee Camp, Next Day Around Noon

Roxanna: (eyes slowly open, blinking against the light) Where am I? How did I get here? (She starts to have a severe panic attack, trying to sit up but realizing she is bandaged up and weak) No, no, no, I need to get out of here!

(The elderly woman rushes over, gently pushing Roxanna back down onto the bedroll.)

Elderly Woman: Easy now, child. You're safe here. You were badly injured. We found you and brought you to our camp.

Roxanna: (breathing heavily, her eyes darting around the unfamiliar surroundings) I don't know any of you. I need to leave. I have to… (She winces in pain, clutching her chest)

Elderly Woman: (soothingly) Shh, it's alright. You're safe. No one here will harm you. You need to rest and let your body heal.

(The man in silver armor enters the tent, his presence calming yet authoritative.)

Man: (kneeling beside Roxanna) My name is Sir Lancelot . I found you in the forest. You were gravely injured and needed help. We're not your enemies.

Roxanna: (looking up at him, tears in her eyes) Sir Lancelot … thank you. I didn't know where else to go. I was running from… from my grandmother.

Sir Lancelot : (nodding, his expression serious) You're safe from her here. We'll protect you. But you need to regain your strength first.

Elderly Woman: (offering a cup of water) Drink this, it will help with the pain and calm your nerves.

Roxanna: (hesitantly takes the cup, sipping slowly) Thank you. I'm sorry for causing so much trouble.

Sir Lancelot: (smiling warmly) It's no trouble at all. You're among friends now. Rest, and when you're ready, we can talk about what comes next.

Roxanna: (nodding, feeling a bit more at ease) Alright. Thank you, both of you.

(The elderly woman and Sir Lancelot exchange a glance, relieved to see Roxanna calming down. They leave her to rest, keeping a watchful eye on the tent as she drifts back to sleep, her breathing steadying.)

Scene: Refugee Camp, Later in the Day

Roxanna: (slowly waking up, feeling slightly better but still very weak) Where am I? (She looks around the tent, trying to gather her bearings)

Sir Lancelot: (noticing she's awake, enters the tent) You're in a refugee camp. We found you in the forest, injured. How are you feeling?

Roxanna: (trying to sit up, wincing in pain) A bit better, I guess. Thank you for helping me.

Sir Lancelot: (gently assisting her to sit up) I'm Sir Lancelot. It's good to see you're awake. You gave us quite a scare.

Roxanna: (sighs, feeling the weight of her situation) I didn't mean to cause any trouble. I was just... I was running from my grandmother, Cora.

Sir Lancelot: (concerned) Cora? We've heard stories about her. You're safe here. She won't find you.

Roxanna: (nodding, grateful but still anxious) Thank you. I just need to figure out what to do next. I can't stay here forever.

Sir Lancelot: (reassuringly) Take your time. Focus on healing first. We'll help you in any way we can.

Elderly Woman: (entering the tent with a bowl of stew) Here, eat this. It will help you regain your strength.

Roxanna: (taking the bowl, smiling weakly) Thank you. I appreciate all of this.

Sir Lancelot: (sitting beside her) When you're ready, we can talk more about your plans. For now, rest and recover. You're safe with us.

Roxanna: (nodding, feeling a bit more at ease) Alright. Thank you, Sir Lancelot. And thank you for the food.

Elderly Woman: (smiling warmly) You're welcome, dear. Just focus on getting better.

(Roxanna slowly eats the stew, feeling the warmth and comfort it brings. She glances at Sir Lancelot and the elderly woman, feeling a glimmer of hope for the first time in a while.)

Roxanna: oh I guess I forgot to tell you my name. I'm Roxanna but my friends call me Millie… well I've never really had friends now that I think of it. (Roxanna shrugs awkwardly.)

Sir Lancelot: (smiling warmly) It's nice to meet you, Roxanna, or Millie if you prefer. Here, you'll find friends. We look out for each other.

Elderly Woman: (nodding) Every soul here has a story, dear. You're among friends now.

Roxanna: (smiling shyly) Thank you. It's... nice to think I could have friends.

Sir Lancelot: (leaning forward) Millie, if you don't mind me asking, how did you end up in the forest? You mentioned running from Cora.

Roxanna: (taking a deep breath) It's a long story. She was training me, but her methods were... cruel. I finally managed to escape with some help, but it wasn't easy.

Sir Lancelot: (listening intently) I'm sorry you had to go through that. You're safe here. We'll do everything we can to protect you.

Roxanna: (feeling a sense of relief) Thank you, Sir Lancelot. I really appreciate it.

Elderly Woman: (patting Roxanna's hand) You're one of us now, dear. Just focus on getting better.

Roxanna: (nodding) I will. Thanks again.

Sir Lancelot: (standing up) I'll check in on you later. If you need anything, just let us know.

Roxanna: (smiling) I will. Thank you.

(Sir Lancelot and the elderly woman leave the tent, giving Roxanna some space to rest. She leans back, feeling a mix of exhaustion and hope, thinking about what her next steps will be.)

Roxanna: (unable to be still. The anxiety and thoughts run thought her head like a humongous lightning storm makes her get up and pave the tent) how does Lancelot know of Cora? Has she been terrorizing these people in her pastime when she's not training me?

Lancelot: (hears Roxanna in the tent talking to herself. So he walks in.)

Aren't you supposed to be getting rest?

Roxanna: (even more anxious thinking about Cora) I can't stop thinking about her and all that she has done to me. Not just me but my mother as well. And probably to all of you.

Lancelot: (sits down on the bed) your right she has been causing us trouble. How did you manage to get away? How did you manage to stop her?

Roxanna: (points to her chest) my magic. I've had it ever since I was born.

Lancelot: (nodding thoughtfully) Magic is a powerful gift. It's no small feat to stand against someone like Cora.

Roxanna: (sighing) I just did what I had to do to survive. But it never feels like enough. She's still out there, and my mother... (her voice trails off)

Lancelot: (placing a comforting hand on her shoulder) You've done more than most could. You escaped her grasp and found your way here. That's something to be proud of.

Roxanna: (looking down) It doesn't feel like enough. I need to find a way to stop her for good, to protect everyone from her.

Lancelot: (firmly) And you will. But first, you need to recover your strength. You're no good to anyone if you run yourself into the ground.

Roxanna: (nodding reluctantly) You're right. I just... I can't help feeling restless. Like I should be doing something.

Lancelot: (smiling) Sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is to take care of yourself. We'll help you, Millie. You're not alone in this fight.

Roxanna: (smiling faintly) Thanks, Lancelot. It helps to know I have allies.

Lancelot: (standing up) Now, get some rest. We'll keep watch. If Cora comes near, we'll be ready.

Roxanna: (sighing, feeling a bit more at ease) Alright. I'll try to rest. Thank you.

Lancelot: (nodding) Anytime. We're in this together.

(Roxanna lies back down, still anxious but feeling a glimmer of hope as she tries to rest. Lancelot steps outside the tent, keeping a vigilant watch over the camp.)

Roxanna: (in deep sleep having extreme vivid nightmares of everything she's been through. She kicks in her sleep, kicking off the blankets.) no (she mummers) no, no, no, NO!!! (She darts awake bursting into tears, trying to grab anything she can get ahold of)

Lancelot: (burst into the tent) Millie! Are you ok?

Roxanna: (gasping for air but her breath are too shallow making her really lightheaded) I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe (she burst into tears. She's completely lost all controls of her emotions) I'm so scared, I'm broken, I'm lost, I'm so lost. (Roxanna tries to stand on her feet but everything feels like it's crashing)

Lancelot: (quickly moving to her side, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace) It's okay, Millie. You're safe here. Just breathe with me, alright? Slow, deep breaths.

Roxanna: (struggling to follow his instructions, her breaths coming in short, panicked gasps) I can't... I can't...

Lancelot: (speaking softly but firmly) Yes, you can. Focus on my voice. Inhale slowly through your nose... hold it... now exhale slowly through your mouth. Like this. (He demonstrates, keeping his breaths slow and measured.)

Roxanna: (trying to mimic his breathing, her tears still flowing) I... I'm trying...

Lancelot: (continuing to hold her, his voice steady and reassuring) You're doing great. Just keep focusing on your breath. In and out. You're not alone, Millie. We're here for you.

Roxanna: (gradually calming down, her breaths becoming more even) I... I'm sorry...

Lancelot: (shaking his head) You have nothing to apologize for. You've been through a lot. It's okay to be scared. It's okay to cry.

Roxanna: (still trembling, but finding some comfort in his words) I just... I don't know how to keep going. I feel so broken.

Lancelot: (gently stroking her hair) You're stronger than you think, Millie. You've survived so much already. And you don't have to face this alone. We'll help you find your way.

Roxanna: (sniffling, her tears starting to slow) Thank you, Lancelot. I... I don't know what I would do without you.

Lancelot: (smiling softly) You don't have to find out. Now, let's get you settled again. Try to rest. I'll stay right here with you.

Roxanna: (nodding, feeling a bit more at ease) Okay... I'll try.

(Lancelot helps her lie back down, covering her with the blankets and sitting beside her, keeping watch as she drifts back into a fitful sleep.)

Roxanna: please, please don't leave me. (Tears start flowing again) I can't be alone… I'm so scared.

Lancelot: (gently taking her hand) I won't leave you, Millie. I promise. I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere.

Roxanna: (squeezing his hand tightly, her voice trembling) Thank you, Lancelot. I'm so tired of being afraid.

Lancelot: (sitting down next to her, keeping his voice calm and soothing) I know you are. You've been so brave, facing everything you've been through. It's okay to be scared, but you don't have to face it alone anymore.

Roxanna: (starting to calm down again, taking comfort in his presence) I just want to feel safe... for once in my life.

Lancelot: (nodding, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze) You will, Millie. We'll make sure of it. Just rest now. I'll stay right here with you.

Roxanna: (closing her eyes, holding onto his hand) Thank you... for everything.

Lancelot: (watching over her as she drifts back to sleep, his expression determined) You're welcome, Millie. You're safe now.

The next morning

Roxanna: (awaking slowly and then she jolts up when she realizes she's alone) where's Lancelot? (She whispers)

Lancelot: (opens the tent and brings in a big plate of food. Ham, eggs, and toast.) oh good your awake. I thought you'd be hungry. The old lady came by last night while you were asleep to check your wounds and she said you healed remarkably fast no signs of any damage at all.

Roxanna: (looks done at her cracked chest, hopeful. She slightly frowns at the sight of the crack still there but it shining brighter than ever) when you said no signs of any damage I was hoping this would be gone too.

Lancelot: how did you get that in the first place?

Roxanna: (explain explaining the story of her birth)

Lancelot: oh, I see. It seems like you never had it easy. (He frowns) I'm sorry.

Roxanna: (looking with determination) I want to lock Cora up for good. if we're lucky, she'll still be in the combines of my spell I put on her. I want to go and see if she is still restrained. Will you go with me? I don't think I could do this by myself.

Lancelot: (nodding with resolve) Of course, Millie. I'll go with you. We'll make sure she's locked up for good this time.

Roxanna: (relieved, but still nervous) Thank you, Lancelot. I can't face her alone.

Lancelot: (standing up) We'll leave as soon as you're ready. Finish your breakfast, and then we'll gather whatever supplies we need for the journey.

Roxanna: (eating her food quickly but thoughtfully) I've never had someone to rely on before. It's... nice. (She smiles softly at him)

Lancelot: (returning the smile) You're not alone anymore, Millie. We'll face this together.

Roxanna: (finishing her meal and standing up, feeling more determined than ever) Alright, let's do this. Let's go see if my spell held up and put an end to Cora's reign of terror.

Lancelot: (preparing his gear) We'll be ready for anything. Stay close, and remember, you're stronger than you think.

Roxanna: (nodding, feeling a mix of fear and determination) I won't let her control me anymore. Let's go.

They both make their way to the field, where Roxanna had her last test

Lancelot: (looking at all the damage that was made amazed how she even made it out of alive) and where did you say Cora was? (looking at the giant mess.)

Roxanna: (motioning Lancelot to follow her) if I remember correctly, she should be this way. I put a containment spell on her so she should still be here.

(they both go to the area and the field to find Cora is still contained)

Cora: (seething with rage but unable to move, her eyes narrowing at Roxanna and Lancelot) You think you've won, Roxanna? This is merely a setback.

Roxanna: (taking a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves) You're not going to hurt anyone anymore, Cora. This ends now.

Lancelot: (standing by Roxanna's side, his sword drawn) We'll make sure of it.

Cora: (smirking despite her situation) You can't keep me here forever, child. Magic has its limits.

Roxanna: (determined, her hands glowing with power) I know, but I also know that I'm not alone anymore. And together, we're stronger than you.

Lancelot: What's the plan, Millie? How do we make sure she stays locked up?

Roxanna: (thinking, then an idea comes to her) We need to reinforce the containment spell and then find a way to permanently nullify her magic. There has to be something in her belongings or one of her old spell books that can help us.

Roxanna: (glancing at Lancelot) We need to go to the mansion where Cora kept me. She had spell books there—something we can use to reinforce the spell and maybe even nullify her magic.

Lancelot: (nodding) Lead the way, Millie. We'll find what we need to make sure she's contained.

(They make their way to the mansion, carefully navigating through the dense forest. The mansion looms ahead, its dark, ominous presence sending a chill down Roxanna's spine.)

Roxanna: (taking a deep breath, steeling herself) This place brings back so many memories… but we have to do this.

Lancelot: (placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder) You're not alone anymore. We'll get through this together.

(They enter the mansion, the air thick with the remnants of Cora's dark magic. Roxanna leads Lancelot to the study where Cora kept her spell books.)

Roxanna: (searching through the shelves, pulling out various books) Here—these are the ones she used most often. There has to be something in here that can help us.

Lancelot: (picking up a particularly old, dusty book) What about this one? It looks like it might have some powerful spells.

Roxanna: (flipping through the pages, her eyes scanning the text) Yes, this could work. We need to find a spell that will reinforce the containment and another to nullify her magic. (She pauses, finding a particularly potent spell) Here it is. This will work.

Lancelot: (glancing at the spell) Are you sure you can do this? It looks complicated.

Roxanna: (determined) I've been training my whole life for moments like this. I can do it. We have to make sure Cora can't hurt anyone ever again.

Roxanna: (finding the right page in the book) Here it is. I just need to blow on the page and sniff up the ink. That will allow me to use the spell.

Lancelot: (looking intrigued) That's a unique way to cast a spell. Are you sure it's safe?

Roxanna: (nodding) I've done it before with simpler spells. This one is more powerful, but I can handle it. (She takes a deep breath and blows on the page, causing the ink to lift off and swirl in the air. She inhales the ink, feeling a rush of power course through her.)

Lancelot: (watching with concern and admiration) How do you feel?

Roxanna: (eyes glowing with magic) Ready. Let's go find Cora.