Jannaq's hand moved over Demarion again and then Aakifahlynn. "Oh, Goddess, it's gone, Emperor Demarion, there is no trace of the one who cursed you anymore, no trace of her magic whatsoever." 

"Really?" It was Aakifahlynn who eagerly asked. "Then what does this mean?"

While Demarion stood there, speechless, the words had not yet fully sunk in as he wrapped his mind around the possibilities, feeling a mix of relief and lingering doubt that kept him emotionally tethered to the moment.

"Taisiya must have been the last of her bloodline, you know how we were wondering how the curse continued throughout time, even after the death of the one who...