Priorities

              “Angelique, your progress is not encouraging,” Julious told her.

                Even though the guardian of light wasn’t as gloomy as Clavis, the guardian of dark, he was every bit as intimidating.

                She lowered her eyes. “I’m sorry. I’ll try harder.”

                “Perhaps you need to re-evaluate your priorities.” With a wave of his hand, he dismissed her.

                Priorities. Did that mean she had to choose between Randy and becoming queen? Wasn’t it possible to have both? “I love him. I want to be with him. But I do want to become queen, too. Which do I want more?” she whispered.

                “Angelique, what’s wrong?” Randy’s question interrupted her musings.

                “I, uh, had a meeting with Julious.” She couldn’t meet his eyes. “He said I might need to re-evaluate my priorities.”

                He rested his hand on her shoulder. “I’ll support whatever decision you make.” He kissed her cheek. “No matter what.”

                “Thank you.”  What should she do? If only someone could make the decision for her.