"Yes," He replied in a diminutive voice, deep blue eyes straying to the archway that had swallowed Andras.
"The Prince has no friends," The second Angel struck out, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. "And he's been sticking to you this entire time, are you a dangerous criminal?"
Reqiel leaned back at the sudden accusation, "What?"
"Or a distant relative?" The first Angel chimed in, her deductions less violent than her partner.
"He looks nothing like Prince Andras," The second lady sneered, holding some unknown grudge against Reqiel.
"But if he were a dangerous criminal, he would be put in the dungeons, not His Highness' room…"
Reqiel couldn't get a word in as they egged each other on, the conversation quickly spiraling out of control.
"You're not from the Celestial Realm are you?" The second Angel demanded, her eyes flashing.
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