Thread: Brave New World (Razgriz x darkangel76)

Helena's rage seethed within her blood, boiling over as it rolled off her tiny body in rippling waves. She was infuriated, upset. Her Anselm lied in a bed, hooked up to who knew what while this despicable creature was comfortable in his holding cell. Well, not for long if she had anything to say about it! He didn't deserve to be treated so kindly. Not after all the atrocities he'd committed. He had no care for anyone. Not her, not even his supposed best friend! Just what kind of man was he? Not one worthy of breathing the precious air that filled the room! As Helena watched Charles, her blue eyes fixed upon his face, she noticed the color drain from his cheeks, his own eyes widening with each and every word she'd uttered. Good! He deserved to be frightened. He should be! He'd been part of an elaborate plan to murder and destroy someone who'd done nothing but good for his people! Especially her when she'd hit rock bottom... Tears pricked the backs of her eyes as Helena thought upon those first days when she'd met Anselm. Sure, it had been a chance meeting at first, but she'd seized the opportunity when she'd realized how well they'd gotten on, how much potential they'd have...together. A force to be reckoned with, that's what they'd become! But now... Now, he was in a hospital bed. Injured. And because of Charles Vincent. How she loathed this treacherous man! Helena's heart thumped, her blood pounding in her ears as she saw red. But then she heard the nameTheodore. A vicious smile tugged at the corners of her lips and she heard Constabil's chuckle. Her gaze boring into Charles, she knew they had him and that soon justice would prevail, her Anselm avenged! It was more than he deserved. Indeed, Helena spoke, her voice the perfect regal calm. She stalked closer to Charles, a delicate hand moving to touch his shoulder. Tell us about this Theodore. She moved behind him, leaning closer so that her lips were almost brushing against his ear. I'm eager to hear all about him. Pushing away, her expression hardened and she moved to be in front of him, skirts swishing and billowing as she walked. Spare no detail as I'm sure Anselm will want every bit of it relayed to him once I speak with him later on. Helena's blue eyes flashed, the anger and hatred apparent as she stared at the man before her. Twice now he'd wronged her. Oh, he would pay dearly now. She'd see to that. And she'd see to it that Anselm learned the bitter truth about his supposed 'friend'. Come now, Helena continued, her face starting to show boredom, though on the inside, her thoughts ran wild as fury still surged through her veins. I have others to attend to. She paused, her malicious grin broadening. And you really should seek more loyal friends, Charles... She narrowed her eyes. Anselm comes to mind, she spat viciously. For they spared nothing when it came to you, she drawled lazily, turning her back on him just then, her gaze moving to the guards as she gave them both a nod and a smile. Yes, Charles was right where she wanted him. And Helena was certain that, by now, the man who'd attempted the murder on her beloved Anselm was now in their custody. Soon, her beloved, her King would be brought to justice. Soon, those who'd wronged her would pay!