The Archangel
Esme shakes her head while some of the other women giggle as if the answer to my question should be obvious.
"Goodness me, you know nothing, do you?" Esme stops cleaning the angel and approaches me, pointing at who I think must be Azrael, even though I have yet to confirm it. "That angel over there is Azrael, the angel who appeared out of nowhere two weeks ago. He protects our town from evil, and we pay him by taking care of him after his battles."
I take a deep breath with my eyes locked on Azrael. My heart is experiencing tiny, bittersweet flutters. "So it is you..."
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