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Lilliana has spent most of her life - ten years, to be exact - in the M.S.P. When she is finally rescued, normal life isn't what she thought it to be. Will she ever figure out her destiny and save the Order of the Wicked?
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Crowose ran out of headquarters as fast as she could, heels abandoned, holding up her gown as if she were Cinderella running away from the ball. Dr. Gwen was right behind her as they ran all the way to the bomb sighting. I followed them.
Madame Lee was already investigating the giant crater. Metal chunks lay scattered inside.
The witch was eyeing the shattered bomb suspiciously, pacing around the edge of the crater filled with dirt and other forest debris. Crowose was on the verge of tears as she lowly sank to the ground, squatting, the bottom of her wedding dress tinged brown with mud. "I-I've don't s-so much to protect the order," she whimpered, "Then t-this happens on our wedding day!" Crowose could not hold back her waterfalls any longer so she began to cry, sobbing heavily into Dr. Gwen's shoulder as he crouched beside her. He cut the crap of saying, "We'll make it all better, I promise," and instead said, "We'll get revenge, Crow, oh yes we will."
"I told you not to get married during these times but no, you had to run off and become husband and wife, why? Because you were worried you'd die before you had another chance to get married!" exclaimed Madame Lee. I looked at her with wide eyes and Crowose glared at her as if she were going to attack her. Dr. Gwen held her back. The witch continued to pace around the crater.
"It's terrifying that the Rosary Kingdom bombed so close to the headquarters," I began awkwardly, not knowing if that was the right thing to say.
Crowose suddenly sprung upwards, her cheeks tear streaked, causing Dr. Gwen to topple over. "Yes!" she declared, "We have to get revenge! I'll organize a mission right away!" With her fist still high in the air, Crowose charged back to headquarters, full of a new energy. The rest of us gazed around at each other in complete and utter shock, Dr. Gwen's mouth hanging slightly open.
Just then, the sound of propellers could be heard from above the trees. Now we gazed upward to watch a drone descend so that it hovered six feet over the center of the crater. Then it projected an image.
A hologram of President Marigold.
Apparently it was a live hologram as Marigold could see me just as well as I could see him.
"Hello, Girl of Strength," he greeted with a toothy grin, all of his attention on me. By now Madame Lee had stopped pacing and fixed her eyes on the hologram, her eyes full of hate and the longing to kill. "Did you like the little present I left you?"
"You didn't reach headquarters," I retorted, my muscles becoming tense.
Marigold laughed again. "I've figured that out by now. I know that the bomb was close though, too close for your liking," he hissed, "But let me warn you, Ehvil. Once I find the exact location of your silly little headquarters, you can expect a massive bomb, ten times this one, within twenty-four hours of our discovery. And there's a chance that you may not know when we find out."
