She stood beside Him, overlooking the multitudes.

Piercing scarlet eyes gazed across expanse, at those who had come for a glimpse of their Lord.

He raised a pale hand, all the while grasping her's with the other.

The crowd was silent.

As one, they knelt before their Lord.

At this moment, she remembered a time where she had been scorned for her blood and her intelligence. He had truly shown her the power and the glory she could hold, and she reveled in it.

From the bottom, they had risen, and it was a glorious time for two as brilliant as they to take control of the world.

She squeezed His hand slightly and tilted her head upwards.

Behind every powerful man stands a great woman. And she would stand beside him.

Always.