BROTHERSSacred House, Ange’el
Bastian found Gabriel awake and in bed. The Ange’el’s upper body leaned against the headboard, supported by several pillows.
“The light of the Ange’el is gone. Who dared to steal it?” Bas spoke tenderly as he approached his cousin.
Gabriel had his head down, and stared blankly at his hands.
“How are you?” Bastian asked.
There was no response, no acknowledgement, nothing. This was completely out of character. Gabriel always went out of his way to make everyone feel welcome, no matter how he felt inside. He’d always been polite and thoughtful, and never allowed his emotions to get in the way. Today, his expression was numb, exhausted, devastated. The Ange’el didn’t hide his pain, not even from Sage, who was by her father’s side.
Bastian signalled the young
