“I suppose all we can do is bury it.” Celestia had finally admitted, though the idea they couldn’t destroy it and that it would continue to exist made her feel a little ill. Rally had grimly agreed, and so they had met at the school gardening grove in the dead of night to do so. Targeting a freshly dug area near some trees in order to make nothing seem out of place, they hoped the Crown of Aphrosia would never be found.
As the dirt began to fill over it, Rally smiled a little. As much as some part of him had enjoyed the experience, he was grateful to finally be reunited with the woman he truly loved and that she cared enough about him to stay.