Heaven was surprised to see Zarin looking the way he did. He was half-dressed like the other male demons in the kingdom and wore several bracelets around his arms. His black hair had grown to beneath his shoulders and his blue eyes had hints of gold. He looked like himself, yet different.
"Zarin?" She stood up from her seat.
"Heaven, what are you doing here?" He said, surprised and confused.
"Did grandma not visit you?"
His eyes widened. "Is grandma also here?"
"Yes." She stared at him from top to toe. "What happened to you?" She asked.
He held his arms out and shrugged. "Nothing. What happened to you? Why are you here?"
"Grandpa forced me to come here. Now do you still believe he wants what is best for me?"
Zarin narrowed his eyes. He looked displeased. "Your parents are not here." He said in realization.
"No. But your parents are not here as well and you seem to be alright." She pointed.
