The Crystal Heart took hold of her magic, her mind, her body. Her husband was gone, her only child doomed onto a path of darkness even the Princess of Love could not stop. Her love, maternal or true love, could not save them now. But, as she lost her hope, the heart lived on.

Grabbing hold of her mind, twisting it as it took control of her magic in an act to save the empire.

Cadance, what was left of her anyway, cringed as she felt crystals grow from deep under her fur, breaking into the surface to provide pain and a soft blue light to the darkened crystal room. Cadance felt her sanity slip as she gave a soft smile to the darkness that began to cloud her vision. Soon her soul would be with her husband once more, her body becoming a vessel for the empire to live on, kept alive by the protection of the heart and the lack of a savior for the innocent.