Elise enjoyed her time talking to her grandfather. The man was humorous, kind with his words, and appeared to be very delighted with her company that had Elise to be happy being with him as well.
Ian came not soon after, his eyes often looking back in the beginning but it appeared clear as they left the side of the garden.
Elise looked at his expression, finding how refreshed he appeared when his hand slide to her fingers. "I can't wait to meet your mother."
Elise replied to his words with a wider smile, "Me too."
In Hell, Satan looked at Ariel's painting. At first, he spent his time doing nothing but stare at her portrait. After some time he stared at the painting, he couldn't help his hand to touch the canvas, furrowing his eyebrows when the sensation of the canvas turn out to be colder than his imagination.
"We can drink together," a voice spoke from behind.
