Somewhere high above in the sky, beyond the clouds.
Atara woke up the next morning to the touch of a slightly rough finger trailing down her naked body. "I must confess sire this is the best night's sleep I have had in a long time." she says with her head still buried inside the pillow... "why, did Pallas not know how to treat you right?.., he takes her hands and places a kiss on both of them. She stands up from the bed and places a robe around her naked body as she strides across the room to stand in front of the window.
" The only thing good I ever got from that treacherous soul was 'Elon'. He in no way compared to you. He was a bad husband and a worthless Father."
"His Majesty, General Ceteus seeks an audience" a voice calls from outside the door. "Let him in".
