Ashes to Ashes

Arya seemed to sleep well and without concern that anything would stand in her way. The eclipse seemed to bring her confidence and foresight which she was I formed of by her father that demons of her high status can use in her favor. She knew that the shield had been lowered earlier that evening and everyone that was invited was now within the castle walls. So many traitors in one place. All she could think of was revenge. Üther had mentioned to her not to let her feelings overtake the mission. She had to keep reminding herself of that with hos voice in her head. The night drifted to sunrise and the crisp dawn brought a knock at the door. One of her maids was carrying an envelope sealed with the mark of a moon and star. It was the trade mark of the Quasar. She took it inside her room and within the privacy of her room read their demands. She had till midnight tonight to chose her mages and that was all they were asking for just two mages. How could she chose? She thought to herself these were people of no value or meaning to her so why let it bother her. She wanted to know which mages she had to chose from so she summoned every last known mage on Gala. She asked for a summoning of them all by noon and that left her eight hours to work with. She had her maids run her a bath and then they pulled her hair up into a thick overlapping bun with flowers a pink as cotton candy. A little gloss and a light pink gown. She was ready for breakfast with Tristan. She waited only a short time before he graced her presence. The theory behind all of this seemed to be a little bleak. A thought came to mind what if she took Tristan captive instead of killing him he might be useful in the end of all of this. She would send word to her father while waiting his confirmation she relaxed waiting for the mages. The Grand Ball was also tonight and there was still much to do. The Quasar were making themselves at home by questioning everyone and anyone they came in contact with. A celestial is hard to miss and can not be refused. They had power beyond this planet even some demons found them dangerous. Her father sent word by fire through her fire place. The answer was received as a yes and then a warning. Be not fooled by hos good looks and charm my daughter he is a dangerous man. This was the warning her father had left her with. Her choice was to be not hastily made. She would need to considered everything before taking the Prince of Preveak with her. The mages were starting to show up and one by one graded on their power with the prick of the finger tested their blood. The level ranged from zero all the way to fifty. So the higher the number the more powerful and acceptable to the Quasar. There were only a few more minutes till noon. Then entered a silver eyed man who was dressed like he belonged in the Fourteenth Century. He was tested like the rest. One look from her advisor told her something was wrong. She got up from her chair to go and see what it could be. How how is this possible his test was not only off the chart but unobtainable. The test could read to over one million and his was beyond that. Who was he and where did he come from? He looked up and smiled hello Arya he said to her. She had never meant him but he knew her name! She asked for him to be placed under arrest for high treason and stated he had made up the fact he was a mage. She used her demon power to make the advisor and tester believe what she said. The guards took him away to the dungeon and then she chose the two highest mages to be let out into the toxins to burn to ash. The Quasar were pleased and the Grand Ball was starting soon. She went to question the man in custody to find him conjuring a spell and pleased to see her. He came to her and touched her hand and just as he did her memories of him came flooding back. She and He were lovers and he knew who and what she was. She was so furious her power overwhelmed her. How could she do this to her husband? All she knew was the man had to come with her not Tristan. The Space Pod was ready for the trip home. She and the mysterious Alrick made their way secretly under a spell to be hidden. No looking back now the words in ancient words incinerate came from both their mouths in unison. Not only the palace was gone but as they left the atmosphere so was Gala. Ashes to Ashes she thought. All gone none left but him.....who was he exactly? Not everything was clear but they had hours to figure it out.