บท 185: Chapter 185

-The Capital-

-Celestial Realm-

Cirion's hood dislodged from being jostled, an apology on his tongue as he looked at the unfortunate citizen he had caused trouble for.

His plan was to apologize politely and honorably offer to pay for the ruined goods, but his thoughts ceased when he looked into eerily familiar deep blue eyes.

The Angel had his wings out, the pure white wings reflecting the light of the afternoon sun. He placed a hand on his waist and the other on his head, a look of exhausted frustration on his face as he looked down at the dusty loaves of bread.

Cirion tried to form words, but his mouth wasn't cooperating with him, he knew he should be apologizing but he did nothing but stare at the other Angel even while the other waited expectantly.

"Would it be too much to expect that you apologize?" The Angel spoke, sounding disappointed but not surprised.