Once again, Octavius moved on the couch to focus all his attention on her. He shook his head, in doubt. Anne issued a whistle. I didn't know if at that time she already had a suspicion that it was part of something very vital and important in hell, such as a princess, or something like that. I had not even told them that the territory of Laziness and Lust was currently without a ruler. Although I passed the power of the territory of laziness to Tennebris, he was too mean for that. For a moment, I ended up wondering if Zylah would not take Vraxlon's place, and Anne would be quietly in that kingdom of fire and illusion of laziness. The idea was too strange, and I almost lost Octavius' explanation."In fact, the title of prince or king is nothing more than a sovereign who can tell his subordinates when to act or not," Octavius said. Arianna is not just our queen. She is Lucifer's daughter, she has Lilith's spirit around her, and she is a Banshee. Your powers are not linked to your title.
"We don't see her that way, Anne," Zylah said in a cordial tone, but with slight shame reddening her cheeks." I even get a little angry with that bible that you carry everywhere. I get stressed about your way of seeing the world. But what do I not get stressed about in my life? Don't take into account my opinions. Don't change it because of me. It is better to be a religious to the extreme, than inclined to Satanism like me. We are opposites, and that makes us special. We've always been like that. You can scold me if I make too many inappropriate comments."When did you gain all this maturity?" I mocked, giving a pat on Zylah's cheek. She laughed, pushing my hand away. I turned my eyes to Anne. Her face was illuminated. Not that I was touching your body to make your soul shine, but for some kind of happiness it awakens. Since the whole truth had been thrown at the fan, Anne had been the most affected and angry person. Now, for whatever reason, she seemed more willing to talk about it.
Now that we no longer had a way to talk through our thoughts, I found myself thinking about what he would be doing at that moment. Would Octavius have already ended all the patience and good will of the archangel? Or were they too busy trying to prevent Tennebris and Kleyphon from snapping each other? Whatever the scenario, it would still be hilarious for me, so I laughed. The sound of my voice echoed absurdly in the bathroom, and again I had that strange feeling of being watched. I turned my eyes to the coat hanging on the wall, but it remained motionless.Shaking my head, I turned off the water and began to dry myself, wrapping the towel around my body. I was already going out the door. I was already very close to simply leaving, when I noticed a different, fragrant breeze, in a smell that I knew very well. So, I turned to look. There was nothing, but I took a step forward, standing aside for the mirror and the coat on the wall. Again the feeling of being watched, now even stronger.
Tennebris undid his smile, although the effort not to continue attacking me was contracting muscles in his chin. The sin of anger sighed, then made an exaggerated flourish and straightened out again."No, Your Majesty. Of course not. What could a mere prince of millennia of existence, who fought alongside Lucifer, who was tortured and punished by the Creator, know about the dirtiest tactics of revenge or punishment? Nothing, of course. I'm just being inconvenient, as everyone has realized that I am."Yes, so be careful with what you say," I said, arching an eyebrow. My relationship with Miguel is nobody's business. We both already have enough problems in assuming this, we don't need you to put your finger on a relationship that won't change your lives at all.“The point is that it really changes, Arianna,” Octavius said, rising. I began to regret having gotten into the subject, or having had the brilliant idea of keeping two fallen angels for so long alone with newly exiled archangels
"I worry, yes," I insisted, frowning my face." You protected me and kept me for several centuries. Maybe it's time for me to do this for you too.Miguel walked away a little, in order to watch my face. He opened a beautiful smile, which made me end up smiling too. His hands went up to my face, easily grabbing against his cheeks. He bowed slightly and kissed me. The touch was as intense as the first time, even though we hadn't even opened our lips. A lascivious flame went up and down my body, and when he walked away, I almost asked him to continue."I feel like you're moving away," he said."I feel the same from you," I say."I don't intend to stay away, I just don't want your friends to think I'm up to something against your life," said Miguel, frowning. I don't understand how they might think I would be planning your death. Does none of them, not even you, realize that I have always been willing to do anything to protect you? I would never have enough strength to cause your harm. I w
That explained a lot. Zylah's cat had shown himself to be very risky to see me in his owner's home. Maybe I wanted to protect her or I was just disturbed by my magic. I had never noticed her cats much. I just knew that they existed and did well without her. To be sure that even domestic and ordinary animals knew when the approach of a supernatural creature occurred, was a little disconcerting. I imagined how they all acted as they felt every new day that the infernal magic was covering the earth. Were they less oblivious than humans and did they know that the demons were just trying to help?"My grandmother was crazy," said Zylah, giggling." She used to say that on full moon nights, she had to cover the mirrors and glazing, because the portals to the other worlds opened. I remember being terrified one night when she ran into my room and slept with me. She didn't tell me what was going on, and I was very young, I didn't even ask. She was white like paper and wouldn't stop shaking. I re
Anyway, that was the cue for Miguel to take charge of the problem, being now in such a solid and honest friendship with Paul "the human policeman he pretended to protect while he had been helping me for that whole life" that both did not let go in the moments when he was not in my house. I went to visit him at his work when I had a moment in my lunch break, and found the two confabulating as they hurried down the steps of the police station.Anne and Zylah joined me, since both were no longer having any concentration on continuing to work and were making excuses to leave early or even go. They had already understood that work would not change at all when we went down to hell. Miguel opened a very wide smile when he saw me, and hurried to kiss me. I went to heaven and came back due to the touch, but I looked in Paul's direction and he laughed."Are you the girl we arrested after robbing a blind old man?" Asked the policeman, incredulous. I was disconcerted. I hadn't met him until that
"Iraq is not that innocent," said Paul, in a gloomy tone. He glanced at the top of his back, visualizing the police station, and if anyone would be coming. Then he faced Anne again." Not everything was revealed to the media. There are many attacks around the world, so people are taking refuge. But this has been happening for some time. It is something we have been facing since the terrorist groups began to kill in the name of God. I mean, from their God. So, it doesn't surprise us that our generals and soldiers are tired. It's an endless war. Humanity has been killing itself for millennia."That's why he gave up," said Miguel, and Anne sighed. He always saw that children killed parents, that parents killed children, and that brothers let themselves be carried away by all kinds of capital sins. He always saw his children falling for the curse that Lucifer said would fall on their race."Let's not go into this subject again, because I really think that a God can prevent many things from