Aurora and Aurelia watched with delighted smiles as the spectral warriors charged and the Library of All began to burn in a spectacular blaze of fantasy ruin.
"KILL!!!!!"
With a shared laugh, the two women waved their hands in unison.
Divinity shimmered around them as an elegant throne of living flame and light formed beneath them.
They settled onto it together, legs casually crossed, looking every bit like mischievous queens overseeing their favorite entertainment.
"Now we just sit back and watch the show," Aurelia purred, leaning comfortably against Aurora.
This kind of playful, mischievous act had become one of the main ways Aurelia bonded with the heirs — turning grand moments into delightful chaos.
But with Aurora it always felt a little more special.
Since she had been the very first one Aurelia took under her wing, and that early connection still carried a warm, almost motherly pride beneath all the mischief.
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