(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br/><br/>"Worry not, Mistress Alex," the angel responded as she walked in the room. "My wings are only visible to you and the few other humans who are capable of summoning. And other angels of course. And..." Her voice went down to a whisper. "Demons." She seemed almost scared of the last word. "But if you wish me to wear something more compatible with the environs I could..."<br/><br/>She stopped for a second. No - magical wardrobe changes were easier, but they had that side effect that seemed to cause her Mistress so much distress. "...do with your expert advice."