The second sun blazed in the sky above Pelican City.
Her Highness, the Elder Princess, descended upon this place without tempering the intense heat she radiated, as if she intended to announce her arrival with this painfully scorching presence.
Evora, perched in midair with her legs crossed, watched with satisfaction as the commoners knelt before her, her gaze extending beyond the city to the vast farmlands.
"A land of miracles... heh," she remarked with disdain.
"Since when have miracles become such cheap commodities?"
The tyrannical sun retracted its blazing light, descending from the firmament until Evora's face broke into a smile once more as she looked towards the entrance of the city.