She wants power... I'll let her taste mine. Fiorensia had always been patient. She has succeeded in making me lift a finger.
She had endured the humiliation, the betrayal, and the countless schemes meant to strip her of her power. She had let them believe she was defeated and played the part of the obedient wife, all while watching them from the shadows. But patience had its limits. And tonight, she had reached hers.
She stood in the dimly lit chamber, the air thick with an unseen force that crackled like a silent storm. Lotisia lay before her, trembling, paralyzed by the power Fiorensia had summoned. The woman's breath came in ragged gasps, her limbs useless against the invisible grip that held her down.
"You wanted power so desperately," Fiorensia murmured, her voice calm, almost gentle. "But you never considered the price." Lotisia's eyes widened in fear, her lips parting as if to speak, but no sound came out.
