Isadora's POV:

As the Queen's condition worsened, panic seized the room. I exchanged a confused look with the chief guard, who demanded, "What's going on?"

Fear coursing through me, I stammered, "I don't know. It must be the amulet!"

The chief guard, now in a state of panic, yelled at me, "Make it stop!"

"I don't know! I don't control it!" I desperately replied.

The chief guard, desperation etched on his face, implored, "Take off the necklace! If you can't make it stop, take it off!"

I struggled to remove the necklace, but it refused to budge. The chief guard attempted to help, but the amulet seemed inexplicably attached.

Suddenly,...