A day later.
Themyscira
To say that Aresia was unhappy was a big understatement. Not only was her revenge plot thwarted by a inferior man but she had been sentenced to the lowest level of the dungeon for treason against the Amazons. She was not in a very pleasant mood.
She was pacing the floor of her cell without her bracelets and crown with a look of fury before lashing out in anger. "Hipployta! You'll pay for this, you usurper!" Aresia exclaimed, banging on the door of her cell with her fists as she ranted and raved like a mad woman. "Do you hear me! You will pay!"
Hipployta turned a deaf ear to the Amazonian Terrorist's roars below her as she watched her daughter attending an charity event that was broadcasted live from a small computer screen courtesy from the Flash inside her room.
Hipployta smiled to herself as she sipped herbal tea.
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