Thread: Brave New World (Razgriz x darkangel76)

Helena quietly walked back up to Anselm and took her place to be by his side once again. She could feel the weight of Charles stare boring against her back with each step she took, the glare only damning him further. Though Garrett Watson's words were more than enough to convict him of his crimes. Oh yes, the man would pay now and quite dearly. Her heart hammered hard beneath her chest as she sat down, her tiny hand reaching to touch Anselm as a tear streamed down a pale cheek. Charles looked so pitiful as Helena looked down upon him from where she was next to her King. She'd come so far and it wouldn't be thwarted now. Not when she was so close to avenging her father and showing everyone just what it meant to truly rule a people, how one such as her could rise up from the ashes no matter how hot the fire. She nuzzled against Anselm, whimpering softly against him as Charles and Garrett sniped at each other, Charles' words digging his grave deeper and deeper into the ground. She buried her face against Anselm, smiling as she listened to the banter, her own beloved growing angry and aggravated over everything. Once Charles was removed from the room and Garrett dismissed, Helena pulled away slightly and looked at her husband with expressive eyes. She wiped at her tears and then glanced about the room. With a wave of her hand, she dismissed the others. I to speak to my King, she said, her voice soft and filled with emotion. After everyone had gone, she turned to look into her husband and King's eyes. Anselm, my beloved, don't let this... Helena's hands waved about slightly. Talk of revolution cloud your mind. She moved closer to her husband, her hand moving to touch his face. Remember there are those out there that jealous of who you are, what you represent. There will always be jealousies and those wanting to take your power from you for themselves. She paused a moment as she moved closer still, sliding onto his lap. It is why you must be cautious and careful. She smiled a little though her eyes were still glistening with tears. And I do not fault you for what happened in my past. Never think that I do. I understand that there are laws for a reason. She gave him a reassuring nod and then moved forward, resting her forehead against his. I should've been smarter back then, looked for other options. But, I've learned from my mistakes and now that I'm by your side I can help with that. You see? Her smile broadened a little and she sniffled, causing her to giggle softly. And I know you'll help me with that too. Her hands moved to touch his hair, fingers working their way deep into his platinum locks. Helena pulled away slightly, her cool, blue eyes gazing deeply into her husband's. Her mind reeled as she tried to read him, to discern just what he might be thinking. She was certain there was a mix of emotion at learning one of his closest and trusted friends had betrayed him, had hurt her. And that meant now was the time to strike, to seize the opportunity of ridding the world of Charles Vincent while she was able. Vengeance would be hers and she'd see his blood spilled before long. Though first, my love, you must make sure that no one takes away your power, Helena said, moving to nuzzle against Anselm's neck. You are the only one to lead us, to keep us safe. You. Her lips trailed feather light kisses against his neck just then before letting out a slow, hot breath. The people need to know this. Destroy Charles and the weapon. Show them how dangerous they are to their safety, their way of life and that you will do anything to protect them and us all. Her lips moved over his neck. Show them you have a wife who comes from the same place as they do, that there is empathy. She pulled away and looked into his eyes. Only you can do this, Anselm. Tears streamed down her pale cheeks. Kill Charles. Show them who is King and who holds the power.