Now I may never leave. A couple of months ago I set foot in the Tempest for the first time.
It should've been the last.
My Guardian had closed the door to the realm of magic forever, but the Queen's took me back, and now everything's upside down. All I want to do is destroy the crown, but she won't let me. The Queen is alive, or maybe she's dead - it's not totally clear. But she still exists, she's been imprisoned for thousands of years, and now she wants to get out.
Summoning the crown bound us together somehow, and I spend my every waking moment worried she's going to find a way to take my body before I can figure out how to destroy the crown. I know I don't want to ever wear it again, but I keep trying to. The worst part is, she's not the only one trying to get to me.
I'm fighting a war on two fronts, I'm running out of time, and I'm losing.
