Nyx, the fairy angel wearing a flowing black dress, fluttered a little forward to calm down the confusion that had arisen. "He was talking about your professional life. Your father was a great general in the military, and he thinks you won't be able to meet his high standards," Nyx explained, her gentle smile offering comfort to Ziana, who nodded in understanding.
"I could never really meet his standards," Ziana laughed, taking the grumpy angel's words lightheartedly, as she knew he was absolutely right. Though they both were assigned to different government sectors, she was confident that she could never achieve the same level of merit he had earned for serving his country.
