Kurt and Talia were outside Kurt's house. They had come back from their battle with the Sorcerer Student. Things returned to normal for a few days. Their traveling merchant activities had started. Plans for some events, like Layla's Coronation and their wedding combining the clans, were beginning to take form.
Until that day, the cloud parted and an odd ray of light, that didn't match the sun's position, came down with an Angel. The female had white wings. What else could you call her? Blonde hair flowing in the wind on her descent, in a simple white outfit with gold trim and a sword leisurely on her waist.
"So you're the one," the Angel spoke.
"Me?" said Kurt.
"Yes you," looking at Talia, "why would I come for Darien's pup?"
"Pup?" said Talia. The angel looked at Talia, turned her, and it seemed pressure was being placed on Talia.
"Stop that," said Kurt. "Who are you?"
"Rosie, the archangel of Ishtar of the pantheon of Horus."
