Miles of green stretched out to one side. A few hundred miles over, Alex could see tundra, and in the opposite direction was rainforest and desert. Where she was now, savanna, was gorgeous. People like her father walked and flew every which way and were all different colors, not one the same. But the things that really caught her eyes were the other creatures. Men and women with the bodies of horses and the torsos of humani walked, cloth covering the women's private area. In several lakes scattered across the area all kinds of fish swam through, most bigger than they should be. Every animal Alex had ever heard of mythologically was here and alive.

Alex and her father slowly, but smoothly, floated to the ground. She stared all around her for a few minutes, trying to understand what she was seeing. It all seemed too surreal for her. Only a few minutes ago, it seemed, she left her entire human life behind her. But here in her father's kingdom time passed much more slowly. "Josef, what is the name of this place?" she asked.

"This is Royaume de la beauté. It means Kingdom of Beauty. This was made thousands of years ago. Animals have roamed this land before the dinosaurs, and this land is not on any map. Our God made this for us. It is next to his home. You see, we worship the same God you do. But lately many things have been happening in our lands. Enemies have found ways to cross over. It is their god, Diable, that opens the portals, though it weakens him greatly. And that's why he sends his servants over: he would be too weak to face us alone." Josef answered, more than she expected.

"Well all I asked for was a name," she retorted and grinned, letting him see her good humor. Alex noticed she wasn't wearing her pajamas, and her hair was perfectly straight. She was wearing what most women-seraphs were: bronze leggings, a green mini-dress, and brown calf-high boots. She did not understand how it happened and frankly she didn't want to know. Now that Josef was out in sunlight, she saw he had streaks of blue in his black hair, and she was wondering what part of him didn't have blue in it.

Josef pulled his hair into a ponytail, showing off his ears which Alex never noticed. They were pointed, like elf ears, and were the color of his skin with two red marks on each ear.

"Josef, when I get my wings will my ears turn like yours? Do I choose my wing color?" she asked quizzically.

"Yes, Annabella, your ears will turn this way. And the color of your wings is based on the color of your magick. I will teach you magick, fighting, and defensive maneuvers. Now there is something important you must know. There is a prophecy that has been passed from generation to generation. It tells of a half-breed that comes in the time of trouble to save the land of Seraphs. And there has not been a half breed in hundreds of years, Annabella. We are soon going into war with Diable's army. He is growing stronger by the second, but our God has promised to defeat him. We have mere weeks until they will be ready."

Staying in that realm, Alex soon discovered that people there did not eat. They had no need to. She stayed with her father in his sleeping area which every Seraph creates. He used his magick, which Alex saw was the color of his wings and eyes, to create two big hammocks in the trees. They were easily eight feet long and fifteen feet wide, so they could stretch out their wings.

The next day Alex woke to early Dawn, her favorite time of the day. She saw most of the Seraphs were awake. "Annabella, let me introduce you to someone." Josef grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into a different direction. He walked up to a shorter woman with blonde hair and the oddest color eyes: hot pink. She was just a little shorter than Alex's 5'6". Her wings were as long as Josef's but hot pink.

"Hello young child, I am Mary. You must be Annabella, who I have heard so much about." Mary said as she shook Alex's hand. There was something about that woman Alex didn't trust.