grand of a scheme you just achieved, Cassandra," he pointed out. "So, it may be better to show you."
Without waiting for me to reply, he scooped me up like it was a natural thing between us and headed off the throne platform to the glass doors on our left.
Our approach triggered their opening as a warm breeze moved around us in greeting. The floral scent that teased my senses upon my arrival only escalated a few notches as we entered the balcony that oversaw the vast land.
I gasped automatically as Omarion helped lower me to my feet. He moved to stand behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist and providing me support against his broad chest, but I couldn't focus on the kind gesture as I was completely immersed in the serene mastery of my creation.
The land that was once a wasteland of death, mist, frigid temperatures, and misery was now filled with life. There was a massive garden of various flowers and plants, some that I never knew existed, but which carried a magical aura around their sectored space. The lands that surpassed the castle's main walls were filled with thick forestry.
The sky was a rich blue with hints of gold and orange, which made the sky have a magical effect on it as the white fluffy clouds moved at a slow pace thanks to the soft, warm breeze that came and went.
I caught onto the buzz of tiny creatures; butterflies, grasshoppers, dragonflies, and more, their tender sounds confirming their live status. The sun was high in the sky and complemented the castle of metallic golden orange stone.
The sight was beyond words, but what encouraged my speechless nature were the sensations that thrummed through me. The feelings of pulsating life that beat like my heart in my chest.
The brewing growth of the land and the elation that seeped through the leaves, the air, water, and earth thrummed through me. The land could live again and enjoy the blessing that had been buried by the loss of their previous rulers.
The reminder of the past had tears running down my cheeks before I knew it, and I wondered if my past father could see the renewed paradise we'd awakened.
Quil-Zu. We did it.
I could feel her overwhelming emotions of triumph and happiness, though I wouldn't deny the hints of sadness that lingered from the past we'd just witnessed.
"It is well, my child."
Knowing who Quil-Zu was in the past made everything more emotional. It truly felt like we'd received the justice we wholeheartedly deserved.
This is our moment to admire the work we were able to accomplish with our perseverance.
Omarion remained quiet behind me, comforting me with his presence as we admired the view. It had to be late afternoon, the sun lowering as we continued to stare at the horizon.
I lost track of time as I allowed myself to feel all the emotions this new role had to offer. Once today passed, I was sure I'd have to go back to the task at hand and begin our conquest to take Wilfried down.
Our validation was solid now, and if I worked swiftly enough, I'd be able to retrieve the right amount of allies to aid us in this mission of righteousness.
I pondered about Tristian, Dominick, Otis, and Adonis - the memories of their support throughout the trial to the throne and final stance at my side leaving me feeling empty, even with Omarion right behind me.
He hugged me a little tighter then as if he could feel the hollowness in my soul as I hung my head low and sighed.
"Deep down...I thought when I survived that trial, they would be here to celebrate with me," I finally muttered quietly as the sunset's rays washed over us.
"Did their teachings help you during your trial?" Omarion inquired. I'm sure I'd have to tell him the full details of what happened once I had the physical and emotional energy to deal with it, but for now, his broad curiosity gave me some peace of mind that he wasn't impatient about knowing all that happened.
"It wasn't necessarily their teachings, but their presence. It was brief...and maybe an emotional test more than anything...but in the end, I saw my dad. My real one. From the past and the present."
Omarion didn't question it, but he didn't need to say anything for me to feel his confusion.
"I'll explain later," I mumbled and worked on rotating myself so I could hug him. He helped me with the action and hugged