Chapter 12 BaraqielI close my eyes and I remember her face. Isabelle was a very beautiful woman, confident, living in a well-to-do environment. She was the daughter of an archduke in the fifteenth century and prided herself on her social position. I should have been wary of her constant concern for appearances. Only it was another time, other mores, and I had been sent to Earth to be her guardian angel during a period of trouble that could cost her her life. All I knew was that she was promised a great future. The Ultimate Chief never explained to us why we had to protect one person over another, and I never attached importance to this. I obeyed orders, that was all. A good little soldier as he liked them. My ability to fight had allowed me to be appointed bodyguard of the young archduches
