Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my OCs and the plot. Enjoy the first chapter of The Angel and the Devil!
(Courtney's POV; 2 years later)
I'm my room and getting ready to meet the Kind Council; they organize the major kingdom events and speak for the people in each area of the kingdom on different issues. I began to think of a few questions for them myself, like, what happened to the runaway angel? Has anyone considered reasoning with this 'Devil' character? I've been quite fascinated by the stories about him for quite a while now. Maybe the runaway angel is the 'Devil' and needs someone to bring him down to reality? "Courtney? I'm here to do your makeup and get you ready." Erin raps on my door; with an urgency in her voice. "Oh, Erin! I forgot you were coming! Come in. Do you need anything?" I open the door into my room and give her a genuine smile.
Erin and I are best friends and have been since we were little and started growing in our angel wings. "Courtney, why do you always ask so many questions about the Devil? Do you think he's hot or something? You haven't even met the guy! Don't tell me you're going to ask about him at the Council meeting…" my (only) friend brings up the subject as she applies a light, subtle red lipstick on my smooth lips. "There. I know you don't like too much makeup so this is it for now." Erin explains. "Thanks Erin, you're the best." I grin back at her with gratitude.
I look out the window at my perfect view of the Bridge of Good Evil, as well as the massive, gory, dark, black palace with an wooden, dark oak drawbridge and a lava moat surrounding the palace in the distance. I can't help but wonder, what's over there. "You're looking out the window, again 'Your Highness.'" Erin giggles; bringing me to reality once more. "Erin, I told you not to call me that! But-but, haven't you ever thought about more to life than being cooped up in this castle covered in white?!" I counter her reminder stubbornly in denial. "Sure…You look gorgeous. Go and try to focus on what they're saying and NOT the 'Devil' crap, okay? Dang it! I cussed again! Sorry God!" Erin covers her mouth as I let out an uncontrolled laugh. "I will, I will… Thanks Erin," "'Tis always an honor. Just kidding Courtney, you're welcome." My best friend replies playfully; like usual. I open my bedroom door; ready for the meeting and filled with confidence.
One of these days, I'm going to venture out of here and find the answers I'm looking for. You can bet on it for sure; I always go for (and usually get) what I want.