The Demon's Bride

Chapter 404: How Nostalgic-II

"Yes and it's going to be soon," Elise answered, she didn't think there was anything to hide about this.

"But it must be a very taxing month for you, I mean your wedding would be soon and so is the second exam. When will the second exam begin and your wedding day?" Esther asked as she took bite on the meat, looking fairly curious as if she didn't come to gather information.

"The exam should begin around the next two days and there is still more than fourteen days for the wedding days," Elise replied as she took a drink, looking at Ian at the same time who nodded as if telling that it was fine to tell the woman this much.

Ian who took a sip on the wine the placed it, hiding his smile, he said, "Speaking of the wedding day being near, don't take it as an offense Miss Esther but I believe there must be not many suitable clothing you brought with you for the wedding day, don't you? If you would like, you can go out in a few days with Elise."

Esther showed a smile, hiding her surprise. She thought she was brought here to be supervised, how can this Demon believe in her that quickly? "If it's alright with you Elise?"

Elise also didn't know about the sudden proposal but new Ian must have planned something and nodded, "Of course, it will be our first time going out together."

When the dinner ended, Ian retired back to his study room as he had to take care of some pressing cases. Beelzebub, on the other hand, went to leave the dining room almost immediately before anyone, causing Elise to wonder why he had suddenly left the place as she thought he would press Esther as he did this afternoon. Esther was curious too at the man sudden's lost of interest but think of it as a boon for her.

Coming back to her room, Elise brushed her hair, "Do grim reapers have records of people who they took their life?" asked Elise to the chick who was also brushing its body with a smaller brush which was created for dolls.

"Of course, there is. We grouped the deaths by region and type of creature since there are many creatures in this world that could be very bothersome if we doesn't know because there are special reapers for each type of creatures," answered Hallow which Elise would like to believe it was about the color of the scythe as Beelzebub had told her.

"Do you have the book?" Elise then asked, causing Hallow to look at her with wide eyes.

"The books can only be written by death angels, of course I don't. Do you want the book?" Questioned Hallow.

"A little," If she could, she wanted to see what happened to the name of those who had died but was resurrected back to life.

"But to take the book from Death An-!" Hallow suddenly turn stiff when they both heard a knock came across the room. Elise placed her finger over her lips and the chick replied with a vigorous nod. Leaving her dressing table, Elise then opened the door to see Esther standing.

The woman looked back at her with a smile which she returned and Elise found how her blue eyes moved to look over the gaps of her body and the door, to look inside her room, "I thought the Lord was with you?"

"Austin came earlier and he needed to talk with Ian, he is not here," answered Elise and Esther's brows crooked.

"How strange but I heard you talking with someone earlier," Esther continued to stare at her, the silence when Elise didn't reply grew prickly at once.

"I often spoke with my foster family's portrait at night. They died nearly two months ago in a dark sorcerer incident," Elise lied and surprisingly, she found herself getting better in lying.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Esther said with a frown, "Can I hear more what happened that day and who was the dark sorcerers that attacked you?"

Elise looked behind for a moment, seeing Hallow had disappeared from the surface of the dressing table before looking back at Esther, "It will take long, please get inside."

"Thank you," Esther said. She made her way inside Elise's room and her eyes went to study everything from the corner of the room to the other corner when her nose caught a strange scent from the dressing table but couldn't point out what smell it was. Therefore, she then ignored it for now, "There are little things in your room. Honestly I thought you would have more decorations. Do you not like decorations?"

"Ian told me that we will be sharing bedroom in count of days and I suggest to put less things in my room, so I can move without needing to move everything," answered Elise with a light blush that Esther didn't fail to note on.

"You must be happy from what I could see the Lord must be a gentleman. How long has Mr. Beel stayed here?" Esther asked with a nonchalant tone.

"It must be more than three weeks ago. Mr. Beel is a long acquaintance of Ian," Elise answered as if she didn't notice how Esther was creeping to learn more informations about her through the questions she began, "I was thinking that you left the house all of a sudden, Will it be alright for you not to tell people who you know? I can lend you letter set if you wish to sent letter."

Esther watched Elise's smile and chuckled faintly, "Maybe it's because I have always moved one village to another but I don't think there are many people whom I need to tell and I don't think I need to sent any letter any time soon. But maybe I will take your offer soon."

"Tell me whenever you need it. What were we talking about? Yes, about my family..." Elise drawled, continuing to fill Esther with what happened to her family while controlling her anger so her power won't seep out all of a sudden.

Meanwhile, in a church, Gabriel was on his knees, making prayer in front of a large statue of the Archangel Michael when he heard sound of heavy flapping wings near him. Turning his back, he saw a man with a long and straight inky hair that fell down to his knees. He raised his hand just barely for his wings to disappear.

"You have disappeared for too long, Gabriel. Michael has been searching for you," said the Angel with a light frown on his beautiful face.

Gabriel turned his face slowly showing him a smile, "He must be, Michael had been the worrywart. I thought he was busy guarding him," Gabriel put a little emphasis on 'him' and he watched how the other Angel frowned.

"It's strange to hear that you want to talk about him all of a sudden. I thought you didn't want to talk about him. You have always avoided it when we talked regarding him," said the Angel who made his way beside Gabriel. His eyes that were bright in the color of golden looked up to peer at the statue of his brother which looked different from how he appeared. Humans often show their adoration by erecting statue of them but as they had never been blessed to see them, their creation often differ from the truth which he didn't mind as the matter was the feelings human had when they made the statues.

Gabriel also watched the statue in his kneeling position, saying, "I just had things to think about, Raphael and that when he came to my mind. It had been decades, the child that he had with the human woman have died, leaving only his granddaughter but he is still locked in Heaven for his punishment. Sometimes I wondered if we were too severe with our punishment."

"We can condone his affair with the human but not the fact that he has grouped up with Demons, Gabriel. I know what you are thinking. You were wondering if only we accepted him and his child he wouldn't have reached out his hand to Demons, don't you?" Raphael saw how Gabriel looked at him and nodded. "We might be Angels but there indeed some things we cannot avoid. We kept making mistakes just like humans, letting Lucifer killed Seraphim, and unable to stop 'him' from attacking Heaven."

"That is why Michael had turned to be nose whenever I leave Heaven. He feared that one day I would bring back a human as my lover and turn my back from Heaven," Gabriel said with a smile and Raphael showed the same smile with less zeal.

"He feared getting hurt just like any of us. Watching our brothers leaving Heaven is not something easy for us to see. Michael just has his own worries," Raphael drawled and seamlessly changed the conversation, "How is it going with searching for Lucifer's child? You went out to search for the child. Usually you would have come back faster. Have you found them?"

Gabriel didn't immediately reply. He wondered what Raphael's expression would turn out if he were to say who is Lucifer's child was and if he was to tell about the granddaughter of the Angel they had been talking about as 'he' had turned out to possibly be the princess of Hell. How fate works, thought Gabriel. "About the child," Gabriel said to Raphael whose eyes turned Curtis, "I have..."