What… happened?
Aurora stood before the mass of knights, staring down at them as the cheered and howled in victory, while all she could do was part her lips and contemplate over what to do with this result.
Part of her had feared this outcome, but she believed otherwise. She believed Madeline would win. Alas…
"Your Majesty." Madeline said weakly, making her way towards the Empress in slow steps before she fell on her knees, her armor clanging with every movement as she balanced herself with her sword, head bowed down. "Forgive me, Empress. I have failed you."
No…
While Madeline offered her apologies to the now dreadful Aurora, the knights on the other hand made a show of lifting their new Commander up in the air, as she laughed and bathed in her glory.
Amalia had won. Madeline lost. Amalia was officially the new Commander.
Of Aurora's own handpicked knights.
