Heaven was washing the dirt off her body with no help. She wanted to be alone, to sort out her thoughts and feelings. She would leave both Zamiel and Zarin to think for themselves. There was no need to worry about them. They were grown up men and she had other things to take care of. Tomorrow she would solely focus on her mission to become a ruler. She would not let these men distract her.
When she was done cleaning herself she got dressed and then went to sit in front of the mirror to brush her hair. Suddenly cold air hit her back. Heaven wondered who came to visit.
Turning back, she found the person she least expected to be in her room. Her grandfather.
"Grandpa?"
"Heaven." He smiled, opening her arms for her.
Heaven run into his arms as if she was still a child. She was so happy to see him after such a long time.
Takin a few steps back, she looked at him. "Where were you? Why did you not come?"
