<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:<br/>​</div>The next few days seemed to have rushed by in a hive of activity, Laylah had found herself settling within the Castle at Dante’s side as a flurry of servants had began to get things ready for the formal ceremony. Laylah had been dressed in purple robes which matched Dante’s as they made their way across the bridge towards the Castle they were met by lines of soldiers, both Demons and Angels alike side by side. It was like nothing she had ever saw before,Laylah’s hand reached out taking Dante’s in her own as she squeezed it softly. She felt completely out of her depth she was a warrior not a noble and the whole situation was throwing her off.<br/><br/>The humans had easily given in and joined them once they were made aware that the demons and angels had joined together. The Demons and Angels were a very strong force now and if indeed a new evil had arrived as Dante thought they would all have to work together for any kind of hope that they would be able to deal with them. It wasn’t looking good whatever had came from the other world no doubt wasn’t good. Laylah attempted to push all the negative thoughts to the back of her mind and focus on Dante and the upcoming ceremony.<br/><br/>Finally, they made their way into the castle servants and advisors moving at their sides as they made their way into the main room. Inside a large crowd awaited them. Laylah shifted at Dante’s side as she met the eyes of Mauve and Dante’s father. She felt self-conscious with the people surrounding them, she wasn’t sure what the coming days, weeks or months would hold for them.