OoC: I third!

BiC: Selene raced to the skies, soaring along the wind currents as if she had flown them yesterday. She kept her eyes scanning constantly, but no one seemed to dare to interfere with her. Many angels, some of whom she recognized in some past dreams of her childhood, stared at her figure in the air, but none said anything. Strange... hard to believe she was so welcome all of a sudden.

They would have recognized me by now… especially with my wings in full view… why aren’t they attacking or at least meeting me? the female questioned as she continued her flight, circling the fortress where her father dwelt to get a good idea of how to base her attack.

It was then she felt a rush of wind and a stinging sensation against her pale skin.

Her hand flew to her smooth cheek, blood trickling down from the gash. Where had it come from? She heard a beating of wings from somewhere nearby, more powerful than a female. Too powerful for a normal male. The color began to drain from her normally-rosy face.

“Hello, Selene.”

Her breath caught in her throat. “No…”

“Yes.” The beating of the wings slowed as a figure came into view. His face was as cold and hard as the king’s, wheat-colored hair about his face and paler skin than snow, glowing with a heavenly light about him. “They may be under the influence of the king, dear Selene, but I am not. I am one of the few, and I am not going to let you ruin what it’s done for me.”

“Done for you?” Selene felt anger bubble up inside her. “What are you talking about?”

“Why, your kingdom. See, with William in the way, I could never move up. He always was a goody goody. But now that he’s busy playing the king’s fool general of the army, he’s much too busy to keep an eye on little old angels like me. So I’m free to do whatever I want whenever I want. I’ve been preparing for my take over, but if you remove your father’s reign, you’ll ruin everything I’ve planned. I’m afraid I just can’t have that happening, my little red demon.”

Selene clenched her fists, sparkles of fire popping around them and waving in the wind. “You think I’m going to get scared and run away? Well I don’t care whether Will is here or not! You can’t do this. I won’t let you.”

“Fight me, then, little princess. Let us see how well you have progressed since childhood.” He fitted an arrow to his bow, aiming towards her chest. “I’d start now if I were you.”

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Selene, Arlen and Kate