-The Capital-
-Celestial Realm-
Cirion hung around Nerae's bakery long enough for the other occupants on the street to start giving him suspicious looks, forcing him to walk back to the Royal Mount, knowing well that Nerae wouldn't return.
His expression was heavy, his eyes filled with worry. Nerae had looked so distressed that he didn't follow after him but now he wished that he did, if only to make sure that the Angel was fine…
'Why?'
Nerae's question floated in his head as he walked down the main street. Cirion didn't have an answer because he didn't know either, his life had been monotonous for years and he needed something to break him out of it. And that something just happened to be Nerae - he was largely uninterested in everyone else outside of his family so after finding the one Angel that caught his attention, he couldn't let it go.