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[toranoya]

Betrayals

@holyfurnace

The serene hum of Heaven’s endless light bathed the golden halls as Archangel Raphael briskly walked through the expansive corridors, her hands full of scrolls and vials glowing with divine energy. The weight of her duties pressed heavily on her shoulders. There were wounds to heal, prayers to answer, and miracles to perform. And then a firm yet gentle hand grabbed her arm.

“Raphael,” a familiar voice called, soft but resolute as Asmodel, Angel-King of the Pax Dei and Angel of Patience interrupted her routine, his grip steady but kind. “You’re always in the middle of something. Always rushing from one miracle to the next, one wound to heal after another. But when was the last time you stopped to breathe?”

“Raph,” Asmodel said, his voice softer now, laced with something she couldn’t ignore as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. “You’re Heaven’s healer, but even healers need rest. You’ve been running yourself ragged for centuries. You can’t pour from an empty cup.”

His grip tightened slightly as he pulled her to him as he exchanged a quick glance with Kandi who was nearby. No one knew the shit storm that was about to come down, save for Samael’s (Lucifer’s) co-conspirators. “I’m asking you to choose yourself for once. Just for a little while. Take the week off. Let someone else carry the weight for a change. Be with me.”