Eleona tapped her claw on the arm of her throne, specks of stone chipping as her nails dug. Her lips curled up in amusement, like a wolf watching a rabbit, the mirror moving as she watched the puny soldiers pulling on their armour, faces set in hard lines as they readied themselves for the battle.
Waving her hand in the air, the mirror fizzled into her reflection, Eleona standing as her serpent slithered up her arm to rest around her neck, its face snuggling against the curve of her breast.
"It has been a while since we've entertained so many guests," Eleona said, her snake hissing with delight. "Why, I believe we must prepare this palace for a grand ball." Snapping her fingers, Eleona's snake slithered into her hand, its red eyes glowing as its body grew warm, its once wriggling body hardening in her palm. Red eyes turned into red jewels as the snake soon became a staff, black scales glistening as she slammed its hilt on the ground, shadows emerging from the ground she had touched.
"The throne room is rather lacking," Eleona thought to herself, raising her staff as energy surged through her arm. "Some soldiers would be nice. And maybe a little more light." The witch licked her lips as her staff hit the ground again, shadows leaping from the snake's ruby eyes. Old, worn skeletons of soldiers of past eons leaned against the walls, shadows seeking them as Eleona laughed. Bones rattled as the shadows infused them with new energy, the old skeletons groaning as they stood, their armour shaking on their bones. As the piles and piles of bones that were once still mounds in Eleona's throne room began to step in organised lines, fire flooded the walls as Eleona lit the sconces and dark chandeliers across the ceiling, revealing the true size of her large throne room. It housed an army of skeletons, Eleona nodding in satisfaction.
"Much better," the witch cackled, stepping forward as her fleshless soldiers parted as she passed. "Now, where to next. Ah, the gardens. They haven't been tended to as of late. Maybe... some more statues? And some new hedges too." Shadows swirled as they encircled the old, decaying gargoyles that perched on the edges of the garden, their eyes glowing as they watched. The green hedges turned black as her shadows stained them, the animalistic shapes rustling as their teeth gnashed.
"Dining room next, I suppose," Eleona mused to herself, gracefully skipping back inside her dark palace, sighing as she took in the decrepit state of her abandoned dining hall. Rotten food lay wasted across the large stone table in the centre, the rotted corpses sitting in the tall chairs oozing maggots. Tapping her staff against the edge of the dining table, the room was soon bathed in darkness as her dinner guests screeched, their bodies turning into dark, limbed forms that dripped with black goo, their eyes and mouths disappearing in a sea of black liquid. Where they dripped their demonic ooze, smoke rose, acid eating away at the stone chairs on which they sat. Frowning, Eleona watched as her creations melted the edges of the table and the plates upon it.
"Well, I needed new tableware anyway," Eleona murmured to herself, before brightening. "My dearest prince needs a new set of clothes for this ball! Those rags of his shall not do." Eleona's step held an excited bounce as she descended the winding staircase to the lower depths of her castle, the air growing colder the further she walked. Doors opened by phantom hands, Eleona stepped into Keir's chambers, growling when she saw food scattered across the floor, the prince sitting slumped on the ground, cheeks stained with red tears.
"What a mess you've made," Eleona scolded, voice cutting like ice as Keir looked up at her, one eye closed over the empty socket as the other one stared straight at her. "And you've lost your eye cover too. Now, now. You can't arrive at the party looking like that. You're ruining your handsome face." Keir's lips pulled back in a snarl as Eleona's staff tapped on the sole of his dirtied foot, his body having no energy to move away from the touch.
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