"'He does not take kindly to that'?" Uriel repeated, bitterly. "A question, I asked him a question, and I was cast out for it. Is He truly so perfect that He will not even listen to us?"
Belial had listened, had understood his pain. What's more, Belial had shown him His hypocrisy, His flaws. Gabriel wouldn't even listen to what he was trying to say. Uriel clenched his hands into fists in anger, only to feel the key dig into his palm. Remembering Lucifer's warning, he calmed himself. Looking up, he spotted a doorway in the shadows. "I am not having this discussion here," he said, walking toward the door without checking to see if Gabriel was following.
Once again he let himself be distracted by thoughts of Belial. He slowed his pace for a moment, savoring the ache, wishing he was back in the Crown's bed. This was not how he wanted his conversion with Gabriel to go.
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Belial had listened, had understood his pain. What's more, Belial had shown him His hypocrisy, His flaws. Gabriel wouldn't even listen to what he was trying to say. Uriel clenched his hands into fists in anger, only to feel the key dig into his palm. Remembering Lucifer's warning, he calmed himself. Looking up, he spotted a doorway in the shadows. "I am not having this discussion here," he said, walking toward the door without checking to see if Gabriel was following.
Once again he let himself be distracted by thoughts of Belial. He slowed his pace for a moment, savoring the ache, wishing he was back in the Crown's bed. This was not how he wanted his conversion with Gabriel to go.