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.

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

subtly, her voice barely a whisper, "How are you holding

off their game today. Like

"Yeah."

and the Queen spoke her lines. As it was Quintessa's turn, her vision

already on edge,

seldom struggled with lines, stuttering and exploded, "Quinn, what's going on with you? You're usually spot-on.

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

rushing towards her, and thought, "Given

genuinely concerned, rushed

as

wondering if he had pushed

the gathering crowd,

into his arms and

Manny hurried to comply.