DAMEON:
We make it back to my chambers unnoticed, though I can barely contain the tornado of emotions swirling in my head. I’ll take over, Uriel offers. We need to keep our heads about us right now. No space for stupid mistakes.
I always appreciate the respite when Uriel offers to “drive.” I was hesitant to give him control at first, but you’d be surprised how easy it is to befriend and trust someone who can hear your every thought. I’m sitting back and watching as he draws a sigil with his sword to transport us to heaven.
To Sandalphon’s chambers first, then? Uriel asks.
He’s the only one we can trust with this information. I concede. Uriel places his hand in the center of the sigil, and we are instantly engulfed in blue flame.
When it clears, we are surrounded by walls of white and
