She’d returned to Celestial Village as requested for a private meeting with the glorious spiritual leader of her sisterhood nation. The hazy apparition of her high ruler never ceased to enthrall her. Long golden hair cascaded over flawless skin and she stared back at Flame with warm green eyes. Flame sensed the Lioness’s apprehension over what they were about to address. “Your prompt return was necessary. You have done well and convinced me that you are ready. Now we may discuss in depth your concerns and the upcoming war.” “Thank you, my lady. I sense urgent matters at hand.” “I feel your inner turmoil and I’m glad you came back to share your distress with me. Your friend Ian did not survive. I see sadness in your eyes. For this, I am sorry, but he made his choice and you are not to blame. He ignored your warning.” “The evil side fights dirty.” “Now that you have dealt with Twilight’s minions, war is imminent.” “You told me that the Twilight Realm is similar to what mortals call hell.”
