Chapter 14

Faye punched the air, and also stood up. She observed that point on top of my back and made a deep bow, with her pink hair shaking.

"In the name of our friendship," she said full of emotion in her voice. "I promise to give my soul in exchange for yours if necessary, my queen.”

I turned my gaze to Vraxlon, and he smiled briefly before getting up.

"For his protective spirit," he said, bowing to that shadow on my back. "May he be strong enough to prevent you from dying in this life, and if not, may my sword never fail to protect you.”

A breeze of power caused my hair to shake gently at the ends, as if the magic was being sealed with the power of the two angels fallen before me, and that thing constantly on my way, in a promise of souls. It was inevitable for me to raise my chin, and the superb little smile that stretched my lips.

"As for the Royal Council," I spoke, crossing my hands in front of my body. “How can I contact them to urgently start all these visits?