The beginning of the end: the angels wings

Capitolo: 1- Diana

-So Diana, do you have something to tell me? -Varadis Wahwisa asked.
The starry sky was about to be violated by the light of the Sun in Rock of the Phoenix, on the day of the meeting with Elizabeth Supphire. The two women were alone in the living room of Empress Diana, while Elisabeth waited in the next room: In that of Meditation, acoustically isolated. Only with the company of her sister, Catherine.
Diana observed the reflection of her eyes on the window glass. Sapphire. Blue as the depth of the North Sea, but those were not her eyes but the gaze of her mother, that of her grandmother and every woman in the house, there behind centuries of history there were the roofs of New City, blue tiles illuminated by the first lights of day. New City seemed so firm when its streets didn't welcome millions of people, people from all over the realms and from all over the Keystone: It was as if time had stopped... except for her. She looked, and yet did not see, the clouds dyed with the colours of dawn beyond the dense forest.

She said, and yet she did not listen to Master Masem's question. In the past, an ordeal took place, many years ago even before the empire knew terror. A thin girl, her hair was gold-coloured, her body prey to the upheavals of puberty, entered the Aciaojaka studio of the Hasu School in Hummandu. Diana looked at her body. She stretched out the fingers of her right hand, remembering the pain and terror that the girl felt, hearing the harsh and harsh words of Varadis Wahwisa.

- I asked you a question, Diana! - The old woman's voice was abrupt and shone in tones of superiority.
-What? Oh...- Diana with an effort pulled herself from the past and glanced at the Mastra, who was sitting on a wooden chair, resting her back on the empty cold.

-What should I tell you? -

-What do you have to tell me? -The old voice mocked her cruelly. - After all the years I used to educate you, you could at least talk to me with the respect I deserve. -

-Yes, I had the blessing of two daughters. Arai Nhang! - Diana exclaimed, aware that the old woman had deliberately led her to that outburst of anger.

-Fah-Chai, you were ordered to give at least one child to Benjamin Supphire. -

-See Arai Nhang, it means so much to me...-

-And you, in the depths of your soul. Blinded by power. You thought you could give birth to the Temerit-moti!

Diana stretched her chin slightly. - Yes, I felt the possibility, Arai Nhang. -

-You only matured the desire of Pearl Supphire. - The old woman repended her hard. -And the desires of the woman who denied her own blood, her own origins and her same surname, have nothing to do with us. -

-I remind you that you are talking about my mother. And before she was the sovereign of the United Lands, empress of all the men who...

-That woman tried to get into the Haakon academy. - she interrupted her abruptly. - She tried to marry Hellgholt's Ahil. Mix the blood of the phoenix with that of the wolf. I had never seen such a prevarication as in her. -

-But I had to deny myself looking at your daughters. - she He added after a brief moment of silence.

-What do you think I should have done, Arai Nhang? -

-Girth a boy! - Mastra Masem shouted - Your father was an emperor son of an emperor, so far as to date back to the ancient Tomnem men. You have another emperor next to you. - Her tone was not contained. -But because of your arrogance and your pride, you preferred to give birth to a female, breaking the genetic lines that for centuries have condemned this family to sit on the throne. Real blood flows in your blood vessels...-

-I'm aware of all this information, Arai Nhang. -

-Fah-Chai every year at the Hasu School, they didn't really bring their fruit, I see. -A slight and harsh smile created new folds on the old woman's wrinkled face.