You won’t go to the party?

Fair, I suppose.

Ah! It’s a good day for it, though it will be getting colder soon. Winter is coming.

[The scroll neatly rolls itself and disappears]

Friend, are you in need?

Xie Bi’an, you’re so dramatic! I thought about it, though.

You want misery? Do Azrael’s job.

Archangel Sariel, but it seems we’ll all be family soon, so it would be my honor if you used the name Jialun for me.

“You’ll see when you become a parent,” he smiles a little at the playful accusation. “You would be surprised. You’re new to immortality. You’ll find that there’s a lot to take in.”

There’s nothing like life experience. I’ve already been experienced love and becoming a parent. I broke away from the robotic world and existence of expected of angels long ago. My brothers are only recently experiencing these things.

The unfortunate truth of our existence is that we have no measurable ages. We’ve all matured very slowly.

He sighs and pushes the cup towards her. Might as well relax and have snacks since they’re going into this.

“I only have one child, and I’ve done everything I can to protect him since his birth. I…don’t know anything about this dragon, other than he’s the brother of Belphegor’s husband.”

His expression is salty as he pours a cup of tea.

“Dragons. They think they can do what they want. Anyway, I hear that that one has a son, which would mean a stepson for Xi’Er.”

“Ten in total from Belphegor,” he nods. “Four are still in eggs.
Then there’s Belphegor’s stepdaughter, Daiyu. Leviathan’s children, I haven’t met, but Xiaolian is her grandchild. It also seems some dragon has interest in marrying my son, but he hasn’t spoken to me, his father about it.”

“Mm,” he nods. “He has five sons and one little daughter so far. Her name is Si.”