Lower Than Angels

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I was frozen to my spot but, when my Archigos looked pointedly at me, I turned my eyes to him to see the stunned look on the other’s face. And it was the next set of words that grew my dislike for him. He sputtered, “The cosmos is at your feet, and you choose a plain looking child to be your protégé?” “A princess for a companion, you have chosen well,” the Archangel smiled, stepping into the gazebo from the other side, cornering the defl ated Clement. I turned, “Adelfos Angel, please, I fear I do not fully comprehend the situation. Why was my presence requested?” I asked, not holding back my frown. The Archangel nodded to me, “Kori Aliya, you have been chosen for a special assignment.” And the words he fi rst spoke on entering the gazebo hit me. Hard. Eyes wide and with a pained expression, I looked at the smiling Archangel to my wincing Archigos, before I echoed, “Companion?”

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