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.

break. Quinn's just really dedicated to her work. If you interrupt her now, she won't be pleased." Tyrone's frown deepened at

the Queen smiled subtly, her voice 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 as she moved, managing a

off their game today. Like they've agreed to

"Yeah."

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

Frost, already

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

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

her eyes, she saw Tyrone rushing towards her, and thought, "Given how fast you run, I'll let

rushed over,

the Queen, experienced as she was,

over Director Frost, wondering if he had pushed his cast too

at the

his arms and called out, "Manny, get the

Manny hurried to comply.