Heaven asked her handmaiden Kate to bring her maid's clothes. While Zamiel waited outside in her garden, she quickly changed. She could not go out with her fancy dress.
Once she was ready, she went back to the garden. Zamiel was sitting on a bench, waiting. "Do I still look breathtaking?" She asked playfully once Zamiel looked at her.
"No dress can make you look any less." He told her looking into her eyes.
Heaven had never felt so excited by compliments before, and people complimented her often.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
"Heaven. You father told me you have many enemies, and I failed to protect my family. Do you still want to go out with me?"
His eyes reflected so much guilt. Heaven could see he had a hard time letting go of the fear of failure to protect her.
She went to to sit next to him. "Ask me what I truly want, Zamiel?" She said.
"What do you truly want?" He asked, turning to her.
