Capítulo 189: Corporeal and Soul

Soren does not answer immediately, instead, he places his hand against my cheek, cupping my face as he holds me gently to him, as though disdaining to let himself be pulled away. But his silence only serves to invoke a further confusion, so as I furrow my brows, pulling back, I search him, scanning his eyes for answers, but finding none.

I almost can't bear to look over him, to see the leathery wings upon his back, the curious darkness that seeps under his skin, down towards the tips of his fingers, thinking as though perhaps all this, after all this time, might not be so real after all. So I ask once more, unsatisfied by the silence.

"But Azrael had you- didn't he? I saw you be taken by him up in the palace. None of this makes any sense, Soren. How can you be you, actually you, when you are currently being held captive by Azrael! You were bound in silver chains for hells sake!"