Oh, my ever noble Slothy. Always thinking of me and making sure I'm protected. Sounds like the two of you really are two peas in a pod– family strife brings everyone together.
You think I could completely trust my prideful brother to keep you safe entirely? No, darling. Kaniel really does hate his family more than I do and I never thought that was possible. Nevertheless, you are now here to stave my dreary boredom and perfect timing too. I have a preposition for you, Bels, something I've been thinking about for a while now.
Since the coven is slowly reconstructing, one would think they'd kill not offering a position of power for a witch of your expertise. Because you are content slightly living your life outside of the scattered drama, you deserve every happiness doing what you cherish. If it's your interest helping the coven in any fashion, you cannot exactly heal without a proper clinic. You have more than just witches as patients, there are demons like yours truly. While your magic is boundless, my Belly, demonic injuries require certain resources I have access to. I connect the medical pipeline between our realms and you're given a space to work in I am happy to extend upon with only the best. My brothers will tell you I'm not one to give gifts, but I'd do that for you. And I think seeing you happy will make Quinn happy.




















