"Hatred eats the soul of the hater, not the hated." -Alice Herz Sommer
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After his meeting with Lucian, Zamiel was on his way back to his carriage when he came across Irene in the halls.
She greeted him with a smile. "Are you here to see Heaven?" She asked.
"No. I came to see His Majesty." He replied. Heaven had told him she would be busy, so he didn't want to disturb her.
"May I speak to you for a while?" He then asked. He hadn't thought of talking to her, but he might as well do it now that he was here.
"Of course." She said and led him to the garden where they could sit in private.