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uproar of violent activity and we have been charged with
the task of discovering why this is happening and figuring out how to stop it.
Who will be first to report?”
Several hands along the table went up. The Capcom nodded
toward a chubby, red-haired angel to the left of him at the long table. She
stood and floated around the table to address the entire council. I watched in
amazement as her widely made, clumsy looking body floated across the floor with
apparent ease and grace. She stopped in front of the Capcom and bowed slightly,
hovering above the floor as if she didn’t have any legs or feet. I made a
mental note to find an opportunity to peek under somebody’s robes before they
shimmered me out of there. I was starting to think none of them had legs.
The red-haired angel lowered her eyes as she spoke to him,
peering through some of the longest, thickest lashes I had ever seen. The room
was hushed as she opened her full, peach-colored lips to speak. Her voice came
out in a breathless Southern twang. “High Council, I have communicated with our
spies on the court of Nerul. They have confirmed our suspicion that he is
planning a retaliation for the death of his son. He has Queen Kaline of
Dialle’s court in his chambers and is threatening to torture her slowly to
death so that her soul cannot seek refuge with her people after she is dead. He
is also assembling his forces to attack Dialle’s court within the fortnight.”
The Cap…okay…High Council…nodded without apparent surprise
and raised a large, square hand in dismissal. The red-haired angel floated back
to her seat. The next angel was a long, stringy-limbed man with thick dark
brown hair that fell sharply across his eyes as he floated around to address
the council. As I watched him bow meekly to the High Council, I let my mind
wander away from the scene in front of me long enough to think about what I’d
just heard.
If what the red-haired angel’s spies had told her was true,
my handsome devil had lied to me about Nerul’s son. He’d said they had the
Prince in their chambers, but he hadn’t claimed to have killed him. I frowned
as I realized I’d taken him at his word, despite the fact that he was about as
devilish as they come. I would have to be very careful about that. I wondered
briefly if that was one of their powers, to make you trust them despite what
you knew about them.
The long angel, like the angel before him, spoke with
lowered eyes. “High Council, I have spoken with Abrine, the king of the demons
and he has denied knowledge of any forthcoming battle between the royal devils.
He was very adamant on the point and seemed angry at the suggestion that he
would be unaware of such an occurrence.”
His highcouncilness raised one, dark eyebrow and turned to
the rest of the council. “I wish to hear from the council elders regarding this
new development.”
Myra stood and looked the High Council directly in the eyes,
almost glowering at him. “Abrine is obviously lying, High Council. Those of us
who were charged with cleaning up the demons’ mess last night have seen the
turmoil his people are creating. There can be no other reason for the vigor of
their violence.”
A short, muscular angel stood and addressed
his-high-and-mightiness from the opposite end of the table. He too looked the
High one in the eyes and said, “High Council, I concur with Myra, if the demons
don’t know what’s going on specifically, they at least know something is up.
King Nerul has made it no secret of what he is planning.”
A murmuring commenced around the table. Several celestial
heads bobbed in agreement.
The High Council nodded. “I have to agree. Abrine would have
to be a fool to be unaware of Nerul’s plans and the demon king is no fool. So
we move forward with the understanding that the demons are involved in Nerul’s
plans but are unwilling to admit it for whatever reason.” His soft, brown eyes
traveled around the room. “Where do we go
the task of discovering why this is happening and figuring out how to stop it.
Who will be first to report?”
Several hands along the table went up. The Capcom nodded
toward a chubby, red-haired angel to the left of him at the long table. She
stood and floated around the table to address the entire council. I watched in
amazement as her widely made, clumsy looking body floated across the floor with
apparent ease and grace. She stopped in front of the Capcom and bowed slightly,
hovering above the floor as if she didn’t have any legs or feet. I made a
mental note to find an opportunity to peek under somebody’s robes before they
shimmered me out of there. I was starting to think none of them had legs.
The red-haired angel lowered her eyes as she spoke to him,
peering through some of the longest, thickest lashes I had ever seen. The room
was hushed as she opened her full, peach-colored lips to speak. Her voice came
out in a breathless Southern twang. “High Council, I have communicated with our
spies on the court of Nerul. They have confirmed our suspicion that he is
planning a retaliation for the death of his son. He has Queen Kaline of
Dialle’s court in his chambers and is threatening to torture her slowly to
death so that her soul cannot seek refuge with her people after she is dead. He
is also assembling his forces to attack Dialle’s court within the fortnight.”
The Cap…okay…High Council…nodded without apparent surprise
and raised a large, square hand in dismissal. The red-haired angel floated back
to her seat. The next angel was a long, stringy-limbed man with thick dark
brown hair that fell sharply across his eyes as he floated around to address
the council. As I watched him bow meekly to the High Council, I let my mind
wander away from the scene in front of me long enough to think about what I’d
just heard.
If what the red-haired angel’s spies had told her was true,
my handsome devil had lied to me about Nerul’s son. He’d said they had the
Prince in their chambers, but he hadn’t claimed to have killed him. I frowned
as I realized I’d taken him at his word, despite the fact that he was about as
devilish as they come. I would have to be very careful about that. I wondered
briefly if that was one of their powers, to make you trust them despite what
you knew about them.
The long angel, like the angel before him, spoke with
lowered eyes. “High Council, I have spoken with Abrine, the king of the demons
and he has denied knowledge of any forthcoming battle between the royal devils.
He was very adamant on the point and seemed angry at the suggestion that he
would be unaware of such an occurrence.”
His highcouncilness raised one, dark eyebrow and turned to
the rest of the council. “I wish to hear from the council elders regarding this
new development.”
Myra stood and looked the High Council directly in the eyes,
almost glowering at him. “Abrine is obviously lying, High Council. Those of us
who were charged with cleaning up the demons’ mess last night have seen the
turmoil his people are creating. There can be no other reason for the vigor of
their violence.”
A short, muscular angel stood and addressed
his-high-and-mightiness from the opposite end of the table. He too looked the
High one in the eyes and said, “High Council, I concur with Myra, if the demons
don’t know what’s going on specifically, they at least know something is up.
King Nerul has made it no secret of what he is planning.”
A murmuring commenced around the table. Several celestial
heads bobbed in agreement.
The High Council nodded. “I have to agree. Abrine would have
to be a fool to be unaware of Nerul’s plans and the demon king is no fool. So
we move forward with the understanding that the demons are involved in Nerul’s
plans but are unwilling to admit it for whatever reason.” His soft, brown eyes
traveled around the room. “Where do we go
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