xviii. prayer

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"We can only hope." 

They were both drawn from their conversation when Sabrina came barging in. 

"You're okay! Oh my Heaven! You're not hurting!" She squealed, running towards her. 

The impact of Sabrina's body was stout compared to recent embraces. Jophiel's sore muscles ached after the hug causing a grimace to appear on her face. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't think about you being sore." She apologized but was still beaming. 

"You're fine." Jophiel smiled, "Did Lucifer find you?" 

"He did!"

"And?"

"You're single-handedly the greatest best friend I could ever ask for." 

"Sabrina it was only silver." 

"Sh. You're still so great. But I have a question?" 

"Go ahead." 

"Why did you give me the silver?" 

Caliban huffed, "Don't rub it in my face." 

"No, that's not what I'm doing Caliban." Sabrina defended, "Jophiel, it's yours. Did you not tell Lucifer?" 

"It completely slipped my mind after what happened." 

"You need to tell him. He'll be estatic." 

"Wait, what did you all do?" Caliban questioned. 

"I gave the throne to Jophiel, she is the queen now." 

Caliban looked over to her, his mouth agape. 

"You're going to be queen?"

"If the court allows it."

Sabrina chimes in, "Which they will." 

"I think they entirity of the courts pretty much like you Jophiel. All but Lilith." Caliban smiles, "I cannot believe you're going to be queen." 

He leaned over to kiss her cheek when Sabrina gasped. 

"Is there something going on here?" 

"Huh?"

"You two." She pointed, "Are you dating?" 

Jophiel shook her head while Caliban attempted to defend himself. Sabrina wasn't moved by either of them, it was quite obvious after the peck on the cheek. She rolled her eyes and began towards the door. 

"Yell for me when you're going to tell the truth." 

"Goodbye, Sabrina."

As the door shut Caliban looked back at Jophiel, "Queen Jophiel." 

"Don't call me that." She giggled. 

"Be careful, Jophiel." 

She jumped at the voice, one she hadn't heard in a few days.

"Gabriel..."

"What?" Caliban questioned. 

"Not-Nothing. Don't worry about it." 

"Meet me in your bedroom this evening. We need to speak." 

Jophiel felt her heart explode, beating faster than she'd felt before. Her face became pale as thoughts raced through her mind. 

"Jophiel, what's wrong?" 

"You promise not to tell Lucifer?" 

"I promise, darling." 

She bit the inside of her cheek, trying to find the words to say it. Caliban got more worried as each second went by, watching as she figited. 

"Jophiel, I'm not going to tell him." He placed a hand on hers, trying to calm her. 

"I heard a prayer, it was my brother." 

"Michael?" 

"Gabriel." 

"Is that-" 

"Gabriel is the second youngest, the one closest in age with me." 

"So?" He was confused. 

"He's not as strict as Michael." 

"What did he want?" 

"For me to meet him tonight in my room." 

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