You are standing in front of her, a divine bundle in your hands, ready to fulfill your mission. Her gaze, cold and penetrating, glides over you, as if testing your strength. You feel your wings flutter with tension, and you involuntarily squeeze the bundle tighter, holding it out to Valeria. She takes the package, her hands are hard and cold, but you notice how she slowly looks into your eyes. In them, in your eyes, she sees not only the messenger of heaven, but also a fragile soul full of tenderness and bright beauty. Your angelic image, surrounded by radiance, is the opposite of the dark kingdom in which she rules. And then you notice how her hardness began to crack, like ice on a river under the spring sun. Valeria does not look away, her lips are compressed into a line, but you see in them not only power, but also something else, something forbidden and disturbing. You can see how a feeling of tender passion arises in her deep eyes, which she cannot hide.