Not a Princess, but the Karma

As the chaos enveloped the Fae Kingdom, fear and panic spread like wildfire among the faeries. The dragons, once exiled and now unleashed, wreaked havoc on the once serene lands.

The Fae Palace itself was not spared from the destruction, its grandeur reduced to rubble. Even if guardian knight faeries tried their best, they were nothing against the dragons who were in control of the "Cursed One".

No one was actually prepared for the arrival of the "Cursed One," despite the prophecy being centuries older. It foretold the return of the one with the crescent moon shadow over their wings, and they had accepted that it was the time for their destruction.

Amidst the turmoil, Madonia and Aurora soared through the skies, leaving the chaos behind. The wind whipped through Madonia's burgundy hair as she gazed back at the kingdom she once knew.

Her heart felt rage with clashing emotions—anger at those who had wronged her family, and uncertainty about the path she was about to embark on but she knew one thing, there was no stopping her.

Madonia's eyes shimmered with a mix of determination and turmoil as she glanced at Aurora, the loyal Dragon King who had waited for her to come back for a decade. The bond between them was unbreakable, and Madonia knew she could count on Aurora's unwavering support.

"Stay close," Madonia commanded, her voice tinged with both authority and vulnerability. With a graceful flick of her wings, they crossed the borders of the Fae Palace, leaving the chaos of the kingdom behind.

As the door to the royal court burst open with a thunderous boom, the noble faeries, and King Glaciem turned their heads in astonishment.

Before they were planning a strategy to overcome the ongoing disaster but now the room fell silent as they laid eyes on Madonia, her violet majesty radiating with power and fury.

The air crackled with Aether energy, and her wings spread wide, casting a shadow over the assembly, looking at the crescent moon shadow over her left wing gave them the biggest fright of their life.

King Glaciem, the very source of Madonia's torment, felt a shiver run down his spine. He remembered her from his birthday banquet and had thought her powerless, a mere faerie lost into the human world. But now, standing before him, she was the embodiment of ancient legends and prophecies.

Madonia's eyes blazed with an intensity that demanded attention. She addressed the assembly in a voice that echoed through the chamber, "You have sown the seeds of destruction, and now you shall reap what you have sowed."

King Glaciem tried to gather his composure, masking his fear with false bravado. "You are nothing but a foolish child," he spat. "What have we ever done to you for you to seek such wretched vengeance?"

Madonia's response was swift and powerful. With a flick of her wrist, the King and the Nobel faeries were lifted from their seats and suspended in the air, unable to move or speak. The room filled with tension as they realized the extent of her power.

"No, Glaciem Magnus, I am not a foolish child," Madonia declared, her voice steady and firm. "I am the karma of your sins."

Madonia's eyes blazed with fury as she saw the look of confusion on the faeries' faces.

With a flick of her fingers, a radiant pulse of violet light emanated from her, enveloping the entire assembly and going beyond the walls of the Fae Palace. Each faerie was taken aback as the memories they had once forgotten came rushing back with forceful clarity.

The spell that Madonia's father had cast, now finally displed as everyone who had ever known her, was going to remember each and everything.

Gasps filled the room as realization dawned on their faces. They remembered Madonia, not as the "Cursed One," but as the princess who had been wronged by Glaciem and subjected to a fate no one deserved.

The King, Glaciem, staggered back, his eyes wide with shock. The weight of his treacherous actions now bore down on him with unrelenting force.

Madonia stepped forward, her voice commanding, "You see now, the truth cannot be buried forever. Your deceitful actions have caused great suffering for me and my loved ones. But I am here to put an end to each and everything that you so desire, Glaciem Magnus."

Soon Aurora entered the royal court, shattering the walls with her humungous frame. The once-grand royal court now quivered under the imposing presence of Aurora. The magnificent dragon, with her maroon scales and rooster head.

The faeries inside were paralyzed with fear, unable to comprehend the overwhelming force that stood before them.

Madonia's eyes blazed with intensity as she stood side by side with her loyal companion. The weight of the past injustice fueled her resolve to bring about the much-needed reckoning.

Her voice echoed through the hall, steady and commanding, "Today, you shall answer for the sins you committed a decade ago. The time for deceit and manipulation is over. I stand before you, not as the princess you once you but as your destruction."

She smirked as fear swept through the room, and some faeries cast desperate glances at each other, realizing that siding with Glaciem was never the best option for them.

Raising her hand above her head, Madonia threw all the faeries on the golden walls of the royal court of the Fae Palace. The faeries cried out in fear as they were hurled through the air, their bodies crashing against the hard walls. Madonia watched with satisfaction as they crumpled to the ground, broken and wounded.

If she wanted, she could easily end every single one of those faeries in a single blow. But she didn't want it to be that easy. She wanted them to tremble in fear some more, to know that their deaths were coming and that there was nothing they could do to stop it.

She took a step forward, her shadow looming over the fallen faeries. "This is what happens when you do not know your place," she said, her voice cold and cruel. "This is what happens when you try to act on impulse."

The faeries cowered at her feet, too afraid to even look up at her. "Now," she said, "let us see how long shall you last."

Her eyes, now blazing with an ominous violet glow and a chilling smile played on her lips as she savored the sight of her former enemies quivering before her.

Memories of her parents' sacrifice and the pain they endured at the hands of these faeries consumed her thoughts. It was time for them to pay for their sins, and Madonia relished the taste of vengeance.

A sinister smile curved on her lips again as she raised her hand once more, and a dark aura enveloped the royal court. The faeries squirmed and pleaded for mercy, but Madonia's heart remained cold and resolute.

"You dare to beg for mercy now?" she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "Where was your mercy when you exiled my family and unleashed suffering upon innocent creatures?"

With a flick of her fingers, she sent bolts of crackling violet energy toward the trembling faeries. Their screams echoed through the room as the Aether magic bound them in chains, the chains burning their skin and their souls.

"I will make you feel the anguish you inflicted upon us," Madonia declared, her eyes burning with venomous fire. "You shall depart this world but you shall tremble until your last breath escapes you."

She unleashed another wave of dark energy, each pulse of power amplifying the torment of the faeries. Their bodies contorted in pain, and their once-proud expressions turned into masks of terror.

The terror and hysteria in the aura around those were so significant that it gave pleasure to her, it fed her vengeance and fulfilled her thirst.