Years had spun past, along with countless gifts and letters. The Council of Angels was growing ever so suspicious of Ashton's constant lack of a bride. He had turned down many suitors, refusing to marry one he did not love, and refusing to admit that he'd fallen deeply in love with the one who'd written to him. At this time even Matt had grown suspicious of the letters that now piled in a dresser in the king's room, but he never questioned them being kept considering Ash never left the castle. Behind the king's back, he decided to contact a minor god of love. While it took ages for a reply due to the busy nature of the god, the reply was less than exciting. The previous suspicions now turned to fear and worry. Were these letters really coming from the King of Hell? It couldn't be true, but the god of love was never wrong and that was what Matt feared most. It was believed that a magical book contained every person in existence, pairing th
