Nora's eyes blazed with fury as she stormed towards Layla, her hand flying through the air to deliver a resounding slap. The sound echoed through the room, leaving a stinging red mark on Layla's cheek.

"I regret the day my brother set his eyes on you," Nora spat, her voice venomous.

"And I regret ever siding with you, you manipulative, deceitful witch!"

Nora's words were laced with a deep-seated anger, a sense of betrayal that seemed to sear her very soul. She turned to the guards, her eyes flashing with a commanding intensity.

"Guards!" she shouted, her voice ringing through the hall.

"Take her to the dungeon, and make sure...