The first time Vaelrik met Gavi, he truly believed an angel had descended from the heavens.
With soft golden hair, large amber eyes, and fair skin, the small child had shyly hidden behind Sir Lysander, yet still managed to offer a gentle smile.
When Vaelrik told his mother, "He looks like an angel. He's adorable," he had simply laughed and replied, "He really does, doesn't he?"
From that moment on, Vaelrik had adored this angel.
On the night Gavi confessed to him, Vaelrik found himself heading to his parents' private chambers.
He had to say what needed to be said, but his feet felt heavier than usual.
Just yesterday, his foolish younger brother, Morin, had been rude to Lord Gabriel.
What if they opposed it?
The thought gnawed at him as he hesitated before knocking on the door.
His mother and father looked a bit surprised to see him, but they welcomed him inside.
For a moment, Vaelrik couldn't find the right words.