THE HELL PRINCE

Act 1 : The beginning of the end.

[Stretching her leg on top of the table in a criss cross manner. Her hands are folded and kept against the chair on which she is sitting and the head resting on those hands are deep in thoughts. Her blue, cold, sharp, uninterested eyes are concentrated on that brown messy hair of her which have grown longer in these two years. Lazily trying to blow them off from her face while slightly rocking the chair. The white dress is now changed to a hard armor and the sword still hanged loosely from her waist inside of that old scabbard.
All the high ranked angels are sitting around the table waiting for the Queen to enter and the meeting to begin. Anne is now the general of the angels army. The door opened as Gabriel entered through it all the angels stood in respect except Anne who was now dozing. Gabriel making an air of importance gestures them to sit down them stands behind Anne's chair and hits her on the head with the wand Gabriel always carry.]

Anne : (waking up) Who the Fuck? (then sees Gabriel's face as she looks up) Ops.

Gabriel : Mind your language young lady (returns to her sit) And what type of sitting posture is that?

[Anne putting down her legs from the table and sits properly. Looking at everyone uninterestedly who were glaring angrily at her.
The table was set in the middle of the large hall with chairs placed for each officials. Nothing much of interest is here except for the portrait of Gabriel and the large windows from which sunlight enters. The whole place is white washed.]