"You little whore…" she spat, each word sharp, dripping with contempt. Her lips curled into a dangerous smile as her head tilted ever so slightly, the purple flicker in her eyes gleaming like wildfire. "You helped him escape, didn't you? And now… you have the audacity to stop me? To order me?"
Her laughter was silent, but her smile was madness itself stretched wide, cruel, her teeth flashing.
Her anger wasn't only about Celestia standing in her way. She was already boiling inside. She hadn't been able to get the gifts she'd planned for her little brother. Worse, fragments of Razeal's past, still gnawed at her. The thought that he suffered partly because of her, that some of his scars were born from her neglect, made her hesitate earlier, even regret. Nova never regretted anything other then about that moment and it just because more heavy. And now, here was Celestia.. daring to block her path.
