In the Heavenly Realm:
"Hail the Madam of the Nine Heavens." The crowd of soldiers that were dressed with shiny, scaly armor kneeled on their left knee, showing respect and fear for the figure that stood before them.
"Arise." Spoke the figure, elegantly dressed, with two pairs of legs curving into wings of a bird. Every feather was painted a yellowish orange, with a slight tint of red at the end. She wore a pure white garment, and had a golden needle with jewels fixed on it. Her eyes glowed dimly of a faint amber and black. Her skin white as a jadestone and her lips pink and red showing life within them.
"Milady, it is that time again… Are you sure about…" The leading soldier of the bunch stood out and spoke.
The Madam smiled painfully, she knew what the soldier would say. "It shall be as I will."
The lead soldier nodded and bowed, "May Lady Fortune be with you."
"I am a goddess myself, no need for help from other cults."
The soldiers left, in line, silently. No sound. No whispering. Only the eyeing that went on between the soldiers. None of which dared to look back to the Madam.
