When Zero returned, the wedding ceremony was over and the feast was in full swing. Some of the archangels weren't present and had left for official duties. Zero didn't really mind. After all, there was only one real archangel in charge of running Heaven's operations that he needed to talk to.
"Oh, Zero! You're here. Have you eaten?" Gabriel asked and Zero shook his head. The archangel laughed.
"I guessed as much," he said and dragged the teen over to the long table of feasts. "Here, the chefs reserved this for you. We can talk after you've eaten your fill, Michael's orders."
Zero beamed at the sight of food and completely forgot his manners until Medusa came around to greet him.
"Zero, I want to thank you for what you've done for us," she smiled and Zero choked on a pheasant leg.
