"Luckily for you, his Highness is more forgiving than I am. You worry too much. We'll go inform him what has happened and then we will go from there. Simple."
T'vor rubbed his jaw.
"The main issue here is that we cannot rely on his Highness to govern both parties forever. That is an unfair expectation. Along with that, our laws prohibit anyone but those who wield Order and Chaos to rule. So unless Order chooses to abandon the princess in favor of someone else, which I have never heard of happening before, she is the only one Angel who can rule. Short of killing her, she is our only option at this point. [i]That[/i] is why we need her back."
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Seph gestured to the shorter Demon, Damien, who had just arrived and was feeding the dragons cookies. "He was carrying the eggs in his pocket. He thought they were river stones, and had wanted to bring a piece of Genesis her with him. He'd given to me, but then they hatched. Now we have dragons. I'm thankful that not all of them died, but when they get bigger... it will be very difficult to hide them from these humans."
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Chrissa's expression lit up.
"Oh, could you? Could you really? Ahh, how exciting!!" She started giggling in delight like a little girl.
"Um, do be careful though, won't you? I really don't trust these humans, and... Well, I'd hate it if something bad happened out there," she admitted.
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"Woah, buddy, just relax for a bit." Ariadel hopped over to Asmod, laying a hand on his forhead for a temperature check.
"Bad dream, huh? Did you at least find out why you don't own any shirts?"