"Huh? The chosen one?"
"B-but... how... is this possible?"
"Could this be real? After all these years... has the chosen one finally arisen?"
Multiple questions flooded their minds as the words sank in, realization dawning on them, daring to believe it for the briefest second.
Before they could spiral too deep into thought, a shriek echoed through the chamber.
"I-impossible! There's no such thing as a chosen one! It's all just a legend passed down... there's no way!" Selene yelled at the top of her voice, as if her very life depended on denying it. Her eyes shrank, the possibility of a reality-altering figure such as the chosen one shattering every belief she held about power.
"Oh, but it is possible." Seraphina breathed, satisfaction bubbling inside her as she watched the rest of the council react. The shock, the surprise, and the faint hope burning on their faces—it was all just too priceless.
Her thoughts were cut short by an imperial voice booming across the room.
