With the castle stormed and the royal throne toppled, Rhiannan and her rebellion wasted no time. Their footsteps echoed through the massive marbled halls, now dust covered and bloodstained. The roar of the crowds outside vibrated through the cracked windows as the people celebrated freedom.
But deeper in the castle, the true rot lay hidden.
The six and the rebellion leaders descended into the bowels of the palace, led by torchlight and instinct. Zaiya kicked in the first dungeon door with a grunt, revealing rows of chained prisoners, fae, shifters, even human children. One by one, they were released. Barrik ripped chains from walls with his bare hands while Kazra incinerated locks with a flick of her clawed fingers.
Nico and Nimra teleported through cells, tossing keys and slicing binds, whispering, "You're free," like a spell.
Rhiannan knelt by each prisoner, touching their cheeks, whispering blessings. Her magic pulsed outward, healing bruises, mending bones. One young girl sobbed into her shoulder, and the goddess simply held her, crying too. "You're safe now. We've got you."
Then...they found the Bone Seer's quarters.
The room was a dark mess of hanging bones, blood runes, and tomes older than Elisha's memories. Jars of eyes, ancient relics, and twisted scrying stones littered the room. On the back wall, a strange bone mural shimmered, revealing a hidden door.
Rhiannan approached, her goddess mark glowing. The door hissed open.
Inside? Treasure.
Vaults and vaults of gold, enchanted weapons, sacred artifacts, and stolen heirlooms from every corner of the realm. Cries echoed as citizens recognized family items lost for generations. Rhiannan didn't hesitate.
"Take it. It was never theirs."
The people surged in, weeping and laughing, holding each other. Rhiannan mingled among them, hugging, smiling, blessing newborns and aging warriors. Her power buzzed under her skin, sparking silver in her eyes.
One older woman kissed her hand, tears flowing. "We prayed you'd come. We didn't know you were real."
"I didn't either," Rhiannan whispered, voice thick. "But I'm here now. And I'm not going anywhere."
As she knelt before the swelling crowd of worshippers, power coursed into her chest, warm, steady and radiant. The goddess whispered in her mind,
"As they worship you, you will become more. Their faith will feed your fire. Their belief will shape your future."
Rhiannan's eyes widened. She felt it. The magic. The connection. The truth.
Not just goddess by birth. Goddess by right. She had never felt more proud of something she'd done in her life.
Sable was beside her in a heartbeat, wrapping a protective arm around her waist. Elisha stood tall behind them, flanked by Kaleb, Liam, and Arwen.
The six of them stood in the ruins of tyranny, crowned by firelight and the love of their people.
And for the first time, Rhiannan believed it too...
She was divinity reborn.
And the world would never be the same.
🔥 FAENET LIVE THREAD: #CastleFall #GoddessRhiannan #ReclaimTheCrown
🎥 [LIVE]
"IT'S HAPPENING! The Rebellion Storms the Royal Castle!!"
Viewers: 4.2 Million 🌐
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👤 @RebelWitch69:
💬 THAT'S OUR FUCKING GODDESS. LOOK AT HER. BLESSING PEOPLE WITH GOLD, HUGGING KIDS, CURSING LIKE A MARINE. I'M SOBBING 😭 #TakeEverything #Rhiannan2025
👤 @TheRealMoFanClub:
• Mo caught a diamond in his teeth and yelled "FOR THE PEOPLE, BITCH!" 🐒💀 I want him canonized.
👤 @GoddessGossip:
💬 Queen Lorelei? GONE. King Kristoff? DEAD LIVE ON AIR. The royal line is officially over. The age of the Pentacle has begun. 👑✨🔥
👤 @KazraWorshipper:
💬THE RED BITCH JUST LIT HER CIGARETTE OFF A GUARD'S BURNING CORPSE I'M IN LOVE. #KazraOwnsMySoul
👤 @BreadForThePeople:
💬 Rhiannan handed me a ruby and called me "sugar tits." I will never recover. 😭🙏 #GoddessTouched
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💬Barrik made a joke about blowing up the royal wine cellar. It was not a joke. #RIPVintage825
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💬Someone translate the ancient markings in the Bone Seer's quarters! The prophecy is REAL. They are divine. #PentacleProphecy
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💬They saved so many lives in the dungeon. I saw Rhiannan kiss a child's forehead and the kid started glowing. She's not just a goddess. She's ours.
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💬Lorelei vanished in black smoke. The Entity took her. We are NOT safe yet. #DarkShitIncoming
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💬On record: "The people have the castle now. And we're just getting started." #ZaiyaSpeaks
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🐒🍌🎤 Mo's Press Conference: "The Monkey with the Mic"
LIVE on Faenet | Viewers: 6.7 million and rising | Hashtag: #MoNation
A tiny golden podium sits on a massive velvet table. Behind it, flanked by two fire breathing salamanders holding scrolls, Mo adjusts his tiny tie (which says "Bananas for Justice") and bangs a gavel made of gemstone and vine.
The room falls SILENT.
Mo clears his throat. Loudly.
Mo (in his squeaky, slightly British voice):
"Ahem. Thank you. Please, contain your thirst, I know I'm devastatingly adorable and may have better hair than some of you. But let's focus, shall we?"
He straightens a banana shaped note card.
"I, Mo the Magnificent, official High Advisor to the Goddess of Fuck Around And Find Out, have called this press conference to address the events of the royal castle takeover."
🐒🍌💥
• "First things first: THE PEOPLE HAVE THE CASTLE. THE CROWN IS IN THE DIRT.
THE GODDESS IS IN THE FUCKING BUILDING."
Crowd: [erupts in applause and several fae faint]
Mo continues, walking dramatically across the podium.
🗣️ "Secondly, let it be known that my allegiance lies firmly with Rhiannan, the Pentacle, and any creature who feeds me grapes while whispering sweet nothings about burning monarchies. 🍇🔥"
• "I personally watched her give a blessing to a pregnant elf, a sobbing merchant, and a war widow in the span of four minutes. She is that bitch. And if anyone wants to challenge her power, I will bite your ankles. I've done it before. I'll do it again."
A reporter raises their hand timidly.
🧝♀️ Reporter: "Mo, is it true you caught a flying sapphire midair and used it to take out a royal archer?"
Mo smirks, takes a banana from under the podium, peels it slowly.
🍌 "Sources say yes. So does my ego. And so do the flaming remains of that archer."
Another reporter: "Will you be running for anything?"
👑 Mo:
• "Yes. I'm running this realm's sense of humor. I'm also declaring myself the official royal mascot of the new era. And no, I will not be wearing pants."
Mo leans in, dead serious now:
• "There's darkness still coming. I feel it. In the wind. In the stones. In the leftover castle wine I stole. The Bone Seer has vanished. The Queen's soul smells...wrong.
But hear me now, they will not touch my goddess.
Not while I breathe. Not while I throw poop with precision. Not while the rebellion rises."
He slams the banana peel down.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a bubble bath, a harem of frogs, and a whole ass mango to devour."
Mic drop.
🌀 #TRENDING AFTER THIS:
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