Let's Celebrate & Loose Ends [Mature]

56 Let's Celebrate

Unable to sleep, Castor and Arryn were wired and chain-smoking. The sword was lying out on a table in a plain leather sheath. It didn't glow and appeared very basic.

It was very different from how the sword appeared unsheathed in the hands of a deity or celestial.

Arryn paced around, leaving a trail of smoke behind him, "Cas, I can't believe that we have the sword of Khaos."

Castor's eyes followed Arryn as he blew smoke rings above his head, "That… really was Lucifer and Archangel Michael! I mean, they both were here with us."

"I had never met either of them before. I'm in shock, too, Luv," Arryn stopped, standing in front of Castor.

Castor looked up as Arryn stood over him, "I

had my doubts about actually getting the sword. I thought getting our hands on the sword would have been more challenging?"

"You and me both," Arryn bent down, kissing Castor.

"Mmm... I suppose we can take a moment to celebrate."