Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

It seemed like everyone was flubbing their lines left and right, each person's mistake adding to the delay. The frustration was enough to nearly push Director Frost over the edge as he bellowed, "We're not

wrapping until this scene is done. Keep it moving!"

Quintessa's costume, drenched with sweat, clung to her like a suit of armor under the relentless sun, making her feel as if she was trapped in a sauna.

Leona shot Crystal a knowing look, which Crystal returned with a helpless shake of her head.

Cynthia noticed their silent exchange but chose to look away, pretending she hadn't seen a thing.

Tyrone, on the other hand, was a bundle of nerves, repeatedly attempting to intervene, only to be held back by Manny.

He watched from a distance as Quintessa staggered slightly, his concern growing by the second. "She's going to get heatstroke in this blazing heat," he thought anxiously.

"This is the last take. If it really comes down to it, the director will call for a break. Quinn's just really dedicated to her work. If you interrupt her now, she won't be pleased."

barely a whisper, "How are you holding up?" Quintessa felt the weight of her costume bearing down on her like a mountain. Her vision doubled

seems like everyone's off their game today. Like they've

"Yeah."

garden, the group paused, and the Queen spoke her lines. As

Frost, already

on with you?

could finish, Quintessa's world went black, and she collapsed backward, the surrounding noises

saw Tyrone rushing towards her, and thought, "Given how fast you

concerned, rushed over, "What happened?

the Queen, experienced as she was, guessed, "She must have

if he had pushed his cast too

at the gathering

arms and called out, "Manny, get the

Manny hurried to comply.