Chapter 13Raphael
Dante was once again not waiting for Raphael in the morning. They barely came back from the voyage a few days ago and they had to fall back into this ridiculous routine.
Zakiel was politely silent this time, though his silence spoke volumes. Raphael let out a deep sigh, knowing he would have to once again wake up his guard. Considering what happened last time, he dearly hoped he would come back alive.
The door opened, but the bed was empty and neatly made. Suddenly, someone grabbed the prince’s hand and pulled him into the room. The door closed, Raphael’s back pressed against the wall, and a wide-awake, fully dressed demon cherub caged him between his arms.
“I have some questions for you,” Dante said with envious composure. “And you’ll answer them as punishment for en
