<div style="text-align: center">Questor:​</div><br/>Midnight did not hesitate he moved quickly to the bed and jumped up on it and moved up close to Laylah before laying down and turning, his back up against her, his legs streached out to t he side. His head was at her shoulder and he began to purr. It was as if he was with a member of the litter he had been born to and how they curled up together with their mother. He was relaxed and content. He only raised his head once and look at the door seperating t he two rooms, as he heard Dante moving about. He then laid his head down again.<br/><br/>Dante had stripped out of his clothing and into the hot water of the bath. His muscles began to relax as the heat penetrated his body. He relaxed and began thinking of the days events. It had been a day for sure. He knew the council would be up in arms about the Angel he had, but they could do nothing. They could not even vote to get rid of the Law about the Angels. His father had put into the law that it could not be revoked by anyone but him or a member of his family. Dante was not about to revoke it but use it. How his father managed to get them to vote for something like that he had no idea. He knew he could never have done it. His father was a master politician, that was for sure. He missed him. He was the only parent he had known growing up. He never knew his mother, and his father would not talk of her. The only thing he knew about his father's demon wife was that it had been an arranged marriage, a loveless one at that. What happened to her he never knew, only that she was not there when he was growing up. He had grown up in the Palace with his father and Grandfather. When the old man had abdicated and formed the council, his father became one of the main politicians of the time. Dante had been already trained to be a soldier, as most males were. But he had the best teachers and instructors, that demanded perfection.<br/><br/>When he got out of his bath and dried off and went into the other room, he heard Laylah's voice calling to Midnight. He chuckled. It seemed that the big cat had decided to sleep by her and not him for the night. There was something about Laylah that the panther liked or seen in her. He didn't mind it. At least she had a friend, one that he was sure would protect her.<br/><br/>The next two days passed without any problems. Of course, Dante had not ventured into the city but had stayed on the island relaxing and taking some good advice and taking to the air to soar above the island and the bay. When it was time for the trip to the north, the carriage was brought around. Mimi came to Laylah's room and in her arms was something different. It was a set of leathers. Leather pants and boots and a vest like top. It was something that the Angels uses when they fought. "Master said you are to wear this on your journey. There are others like it an more n a chest being taken to the carriage." The slave had a confused look on her face. She then left Laylah to change.<br/><br/>A little bit later, Dante came in through the door that seperated the two rooms. He grinned at her and then handed her something else. "You may need these. I hope you use them on any that try to harm you and not me." What he handed her was two beautifuly made curved daggers of the Angels. Their handles were made of ivory and carved with intricate designs that matched. He looked at her. What he was doing was showing his trust in her. "Now come we must be on our way." he looked over at Midnight who knew what was going on and was eager to go. He had his own wagon and driver. The Carriage was to cramped for him and two passengers.