The After Party

Nasiah waded through the groups of people that surrounded the Promised Prince. Luckily enough, unlike most of them, he was allowed through because of his status as their new brother.

Ariael meanwhile, was right by a throne, floating off the ground as they were surrounded by Verichiel and Lucifer, both of whom ensured that the guests wouldn't overcrowd the Promised Prince. 

They, however, did notice someone crossing into the crowd. They raised their hand, causing the sea of people to part as Nasiah walked up towards the Promised Prince themselves, who eyed the white-haired boy with such curiosity and a strange sense of sweetness and sincerity.

"Good Evening! Thank you for that, there was a lot of people there." 

"Of course, no need to thank me. You are my sibling, after all."

Nasiah tilted his head. That was such a strange thing to say. Was he not a boy right now?

"Aren't I, your brother?"