SAGE
Panic is the worst thing that can happen when you have a perfect plan that depends on multiple people. The guests were running and pushing, knocking each other off their feet, falling down and obstructing the movement. This wasn’t going well at all.
The Royals Guards rushed inside as the dark red clouds spread from where Isolde and Frederick stood. Dark red was the colour of Isolde’s magic. I couldn’t see or hear what her response was. Did she submit and accept the contract with Fred, or was she dying? Or maybe it was worse, and she was so powerful that she had already killed Fred and was about to kill everyone else.
“She is a demon! Oh, gods!”
“Isolde! Can you believe this?”
I could believe it. Unfortunately, there was no time for gloating because tentacles of darkness were pra
