<div style="text-align: center">Questor:​</div><br/>From behind the queen another figure approached. He to wore the purple of royalty. But it was no angel. It was a handsome looking Demon Lord, that looked an awful lot like Dante. "This is who I wanted you to meet. My father Arturis, Queen Mave's husband."<br/><br/>"Yes One slip of the tongue and all can be lost." Dante told her. "Your people are safe and thriving here. By ways of various enterprises along with some of the gold from the mine, I have managed to bring supplies on a regular schedule to a point north of there which is close to the sea. The food and other things are unloaded and stored at a facility there and then transported close to the northern boarder where your people take it when those that deliver it leave." He went and embrased his father, and then the Queen. "While you are at it...." he told her of the two brothers and the family. "If they have family here, please let them know they are alive." The Queen smiled and nodded. The Queen then becogned Laylah to follow as she turned and took Arturis's arm and began walking back towards a large structure being built. Dante followed behind. "I know this is all strange to you." he chuckled. "Especially my father being the Queen's husband." he shugged his shoulders and took another deep breath. "Well when my father first came to your city, in the many attempts to get her to join the Demons against the humans, it was not just once, it seems that the two of them fell in love with each other. " he shook his head. "Yes I know that sounds impossible but it happened. When she refused to join us and the Demon Lords pronounced that they were now at war with the Angels, he was crushed. When the army approached the city, he wanted to try and stop them. But I told him of my plan and I managed to convince her to come here. He then introduced the law about angles, in order to protect those that had not been there when the others fled to the Cavern. After that my father came here and stayed, making it look as if he had been killed by bandits, leaving everything to me to continue to gain loyalty of other Demon Lords and the lower demons."<br/><br/>He gave Laylah a smile, "I have now entrusted you was a great secret. One, only I knew of outside of this place, and now you. I wish I could leave you here with your people, but the other Lords know I have you as a slave and it would be suspicious if you did not return with me. The same goes for the others at the mine. They can not know of this nor can they come here. To many have seen them. I hope this explains everything to you." They arrived at the palace that was still under construction. But a part of it was already finished and useable. Word had been sent as the Queen had promised and an elderly couple desended and looked at Laylah, and the woman seeing her broke down in tears as she rushed forward to embrase her.<br/><br/>"I though you dead my child. Oh the powers that be I am thankful that is not so." The woman continued to embrase Laylah, tears of happiness streaming down her cheeks. The male approached and wraped arms about his wife and Laylah, emotions barely being held back. He looked over at Dante, "Thank you. Thank you." his voice strained with emotion.<br/><br/>The Queen ushered them all inside so they could have privacy and could talk. "Things have gone slowly with our plan." Dante spoke up. "But perhaps what has happened beyond the city may begin to speed things up." He told his father and the queen about the humans and warned them to be extra careful now. It was then that another female angel entered the room they were in. She was young but she seemed to be caring for a very small child of about two years old. The little girl ran to the Queen, "Mama." she cried out and raised her arms. The Queen laughed and took the child up into her lap as she sat down. "Gabby, I want you to meet your brother Dante." she looked at Dante who had a dumbfounded look on his face. "Dante this is your little sister Gabby." She laughed seeing his face. His father looked at Dante like a proud father would, a big smile upon his face.