[Donald's Perspective]
While Angel and I were confronting each other in the hall, Elliot returned.
Elliot had been with me the longest. He knew a lot about what was going on between Angel and me. Even though he was Angel's cousin, he never intervened or asked questions. He had always been the person I felt most at ease with.
"Your Majesty," Elliot said. "The assault team is all set up. They've begun their patrol as you ordered."
I nodded at Elliot, raised my head, and pointed at Angel. "Take her there too," I said. "Let her go to her place."
"He has no right to do that," interjected Angel.
She leaned seductively against Elliot and didn't think there was anything wrong with that.
Angel had always been one to do things her own way. She was smart, pretty, and rich. She always liked to have everything under control. I used to admire that about her. She was outstanding in battle and a good leader.
