Today was a day filled with power and conquest. The meeting of the three powerful witches, Sarah, Salome, and Olivia, marked a turning point in my rule over the great forest. These formidable women had come to challenge me, but their defeat only solidified my dominance.
Sarah's fiery spirit and Salome's cunning mind were no match for my strength and ruthlessness. And Olivia's illusions faded before my unwavering will. They now serve as my most loyal allies, known throughout the land as the witches who bow to Yelena Bright.
The bond we share is forged in blood and magic. Together, we strike fear into the hearts of all who dare to oppose us. Our powers combined make us an unstoppable force that sweeps through villages like a tempest, leaving nothing but submission in our wake.
As I sit here in my chamber surrounded by shadows cast by flickering candlelight, I reflect on our victories with satisfaction. The screams of those who defy me echo faintly in the distance, serving as a reminder of what awaits any who dare to cross me.
I am both feared and revered by those under my rule – their devotion stemming not just from fear but also from admiration for my power. And while they may cower at my feet now, they know deep down that it is better to serve me than face the wrath of Yelena Bright.
The whispers of dissent are quickly silenced within these walls – treachery does not go unpunished under this roof where loyalty is rewarded with protection and favor.
And so I continue to reign supreme over this vast expanse of trees and shadows - a queen among mortals yet unmatched even among immortals such as myself.