Raguel casually walked through the capital, somehow she had instinctively known her way around the city.
Something that was most certainly another blessing from the Father.
Raguel crossed her arms, pushing her chest slightly up as she made her way towards the house Topaz. A noble house that was, in Aurelia's words, nonhostile.
'Such rubbish, they are all merely looking for their own interests.' She tapped with her fingers while making a clicking sound.
Once she had visited Duke Milan, she truly was tempted to [Command] him; however, like her father had ordained, mortals were to have free will, despite that will often causing them to make terrible mistakes.
She had let her Aura fill the air as she spoke to the arrogant duke, just enough for him to know how outmatched he was; if he had any sanity remaining, he would support the queen crowned by Father himself.
There was no greater honor for mortals than serving one blessed by Father.
She had to be strict with Aurelia so that she would serve Father's will, however she too respected young queen deeply.
Father had empowered her and installed her as a queen of Valar, she was truly an extension of his will, just like Angels were.
'She will be a good queen...' She let out a soft sigh, 'Her lust might get out of hand, it did not take long for her to admit exactly what she was thinking about.'
If Seraph, 'The Ruler, ' was the one summoned instead of her, he could have taught her the art of rulership better than she ever could and possibly help her control her urges.
Her role was simple: bring Father's judgment to all.
It was her title, The Judge.
The title Supreme Angels carried was unique to each, and they truly embodied what they were.
Much like she was The Judge, and The Ruler was, as the name suggests, the perfect Ruler.
Other than Ruler, there were The Executioner, The Arbiter, and The Redeemer in the order of Seraphim.
She did not know other Supreme Angel titles, but it did not matter; they would be created as Father needed them.
While technically they did not exist before Father created them, Raguel still knew what they would become, a certainty of Father's blessing assured of it.
A moment after, she was pulled out of her thought as a rough, raggedy man slammed into her, clearly in a rush.
He did not expect a woman he crashed into to not even budge as he tumbled back while staring at her with an angry expression.
"Watch where you are going, wench!" He rose to his feet before staring down at the arrogant woman.
Raguel stopped, words of the fools infuriating her to no end.
She glared at the man with such intensity that one would feel as if they were on fire.
Man widened his eyes, expression of anger subduing before crawling away and dashing with a mad sprint.
Mortals truly did not need much more than slight pressure to be set in their place.
Use of power was to be controlled, it is to be used with such precision and control that the enemy could never learn one's true capability.
Of course, power could be used to show dominance over the opponent, which was as useful as anyone would think.
It was truly a matter of case, for example, Father would use his supreme power to make Mortals bow and see the truth, however, he truly understood that it mustn't be used carelessly, as proven by his unwillingness to create Seraphim.
In Raguel's mind, if Seraph, the Ruler, was a perfect leader, then Father would be a perfect God.
One true deity to rule over all of creation.
She did not understand how mortals gazed upon Father and did not fall into worship.
'Such flawed creatures, ALL will be judged by me. Eventually.'
Her judgment will reach Mortals and so-called gods of this flawed world. Raguel knew, by Aurelia's example, that some had enough sense to see the glory of Father.
Raguel let out an exhale before approaching the manor of a duke, belonging to the house Topaz.
From Aurelia's letter, she knew that the duke was named Jole Topaz, and so with that basic info, she had everything she needed to deliver the missive from their queen.
Duke had no option to resist; all so-called non-hostiles shall be called in front of the queen, and given a chance to submit.
The Senate would be disbanded soon if they dared go against The First Star.
They would be the first mortals judged by Raguel's scales.
Aurelia, and she alone would need to hold absolute power in the kingdom, all others would bow or perish in Father's Fury.
Raguel approached the palace gates, her steps as steady as ever. She approached the gates before being greeted by gurads.
"Greetings madam, do you have a schduled meeting?" Guard spoke from behind the gate.
"No, I have an important missive from the royal palace. Jole's eyes only!" Raguel slid her hand in her inner pocket and produced the letter.
The guards looked at each other before nodding.
"Please follow me, madam." He bowed with manners befitting a duke's guard.
Gate creaked as it gave way for the woman to pass, the guards did not quesiton her.
After all when someone is well dressed and has manners befitting royalty, it does wonders for their credibility.
Raguel was led inside the mansion towards the office, after a quick knock voice came from inside. "Come In!"
With a gentle push she found herself inside a luxurious office, however it was covered by crumpled parchment as the duke scratched his head.
He took a moment to sigh before turning his gaze towards Raguel.
His eyes widened for a moment as he stared at the woman,"I dont think I know you."
"I am Queen Aurelia's tutor and messenger, She has this letter for your house." She slid the letter close to him.
Jole raised an eyebrow at the statement, "Queen?"