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The sky disappeared around Anahel, as did the earth below her. She was pulled back from the mortal world to the one she came from. It was a space, strange looking, alien, to mortal eyes. An open space, filled with gem like ‘stars’ of many colors and void that shifted between many colors. This was just one aspect of this world though. There were aspects of that also resembled an Earthly paradise, other sorts of places as well. This though was an ‘audience chamber’ of sorts. A face formed, human in shape, but massive. Its hair long, a gold that shined as brightly as the sun. The eyes were also brightly shining silver orbs. The fac

Anahel nodded and watched as Maxim got into bed and soon fell asleep. As he slept, Anahel watched him and then looked out the window. She opened it and then flew out and o to the roof where she sat alone. She was quiet for a while before she looked to the sky and spoke. “What am I really doing here? Why was I sent? Can I really help Therese people? Can I really heal that girl…? Why was I not told about other gods…?” Questions that she pondered and decided to toss out, doubting she would get a reply.

The guards were around too of course, keeping a respectful distance from the Angel, but still watching key points. Maxim went through the house and found the main bedroom. He examined the bed, it looked like the sheets had probably been replaced. Most of the previous owners’ possessions were gone too. Hard to say if that was Vanorian work though. He took his shirt off and crawled into the bed. “I’ll see you in the morning, Holy Anahel.” He returned the respectful address, he was not going to ask she started calling him ‘my’ prince.

Anahel followed Maxim to the large house. It was impressive. She nodded and said, “yes, this will due for now…” she spoke and then entered with him. “It is already very late. You should probably go to sleep my Prince… so that you can have plenty of energy for tomorrow. “Don’t mind me. I will be awake and watching over you.”

Maxim was not especially long, while it was nice to relax a bit in the water, he was not going to keep his escort waiting. He had always been conscious of that sort of thing. He would have done similar it was his human guards, though in that case at least one or two would have likely followed him in, for extra safety. He took enough time to properly clean himself, but not to just sit and relax overly long. It was not an especially long time before he was dressed and out. He led Anahel outside, now dark, no light except the stars and moon. "The priest offered us a place to stay until it is time to move to the next target. A larger house

Anahel followed Maxim to the bathhouse and watched as he entered it. She sighed and waited outside for him to be finished. She leaned against the building as she wondered what to do to pass the time and continued to be lost in her thoughts.

My prince? That was an interesting reaction, thinking a little more like a human? To be completely honest he would not have been bothered by her presence, but was unsure if she would have been. He did not know how much of that sort of thing she had seen, either as a human or Angel. Maxim led to the baths, and the curtain that to the bath chamber. There was only one chamber. There were not separate ones for men and women. Instead men and women traditionally went in at different times. The rules were in a little in chaos right now though, there being so few women left.

Once they were finished eating, Anahel looked at Maxim and gave a nod saying, “yes my prince. I will wait for you outside. I imagine you would have your privacy while you bathe.”

Maxim could not tell if she enjoyed it or not, tasted it or not. Whether she did or not, it was still worth doing and he did it because he wanted to, because she deserved it. Not to get favor with her or whichever god she served. He just hoped she enjoyed it some. They continued to eat for sometime. The first enjoyable meal he had since invasion. After that everyone began to get ready for bed, though Maxim had one more thing he wanted to do. “I intend to spend a bit of time in the town baths before heading to sleep. You can wait at the door if that is too awkward.” If she had just been an Angel it would have been one thing, but if sh

Anahel blinked and looked down at the plate of food with a frown. She knew it would not do anything for her. It smelt delightful, though she doubted she would even be able to taste it. ”T-thank you Princess Maxim…” she said softly and began to eat it. Like she predicted, it smelt good but she did not taste anything, she did not even feel like it went through her body. It felt felt like it entered and, disappeared.

Maxim did wonder. As an angel, Anahel had no need for food, drink or sleep. But if she used to be human, maybe the smell and sight of it brought back old memories. Depending on what sort of life she had, maybe it was even something better than she previously eat. He had no idea how she would digest it, if it was simply absorbed with no impact. But she could at least enjoy the taste. He separated a little on to a small plate and offered it to angel. “Please take it. Even if you get no energy from it, if you can enjoy the taste, have some. You deserve their gratitude more than anyone.”

Anahel looked at everyone as they got together to eat. The food looked and smelled good, it was a shame that she could not eat any of it. She wanted to but she just didn’t have use for it and so she just simply stood to the side and watched.

Maxim’s guards had been surprised at how long he was gone, but with the Angel at his side they had not been too concerned, they, and the priest, had noticed Anahel changed in some small way, but were not sure what it was. Maxim also gave instructions to the priest, informing him about the sapling in the field and instructions to care for it, before he sat at the table with the guards. Plenty of food was brought, perhaps not a true royal feast, but enough for the people to show their gratitude.

Anahel looked at the setting sun and she too nodded and said, “yes, I will let you know if anything feels familiar… if I start to remember anything… we should get you back so that you can eat. I will accompany you there.”

That was a little more surprising. “Time probably doesn’t mean the same thing in the realm of the gods then.” That was the most logical reason for her to be unaware of that. Maybe they usually watched the human world in a different way than humans experienced it. He wondered if he got a feel for that, with their dance, as he saw the sun beginning to set they may have been doing that at least an hour or two. “If anything starts to feel familiar, or you get hints your past, let me know. We might be able to find more clues to make it clearer. Though for now, I should probably head back to eat.”

Anahel thought about this but then shook her head saying, “I’m sorry… I don’t know.. I don’t know how long ago I was human… I don’t know how long I’ve been an Angel… I’m don’t know Prince Maxim..”

“It would have been more surprising if you had.” Maxim noted as he let go and took a step back. “I don’t suppose you remember how long ago that was. Or how long you have been an Angel?” This was the one thing he thought there was any real chance of her remembering. “I only wonder, because if it was fairly recent, and you lived in either my kingdom, or Vanoria, we have at least a small chance of running into someone, or something, from your old life.” He wondered, depending on how old she was and how long ago it was, they might even run into something like a child of hers, if she had any.

Anahel looked up at Maxim as they began to finish up. She gave him a small nod and said, “y-yes… that helped a lot…” she then tried to remember anything about dancing but her confusion when they began was evidence that she really hadn’t experienced it before. “No… I’m sorry… I never danced like that before…”

Maxim would figure out what this all meant later. He was not really sure how this would change things between them. How to give her more treatment like this, in the middle of the war. They would mostly be fighting and moving, only taking brief breaks like this in newly retaken cities, both to help the people and let the word spread that Maxim was retaking his kingdom, with divine support. They silently danced for some time, before Maxim finally stopped. He had a feeling it was longer than he expected. He lost track of time, with the Angel in his arms, and looking more like the young girl her body resembled. He stopped, but still he

Anahel blushed a little as she felt Maxim holding her tighter. She could tell that he was feeling what she was feeling. She liked this treatment. She liked being treated like a human woman the way he was treating her right now. She wanted to feel more of it but for right now, she thought this was good enough.

That was more of girl’s reaction than an Angel’s. Well, that was what Maxim believed at least, though he was not an expert on angels. Reflexively, he held her a little tighter. She seemed to be happy, he was happy to do what he could to help, in gratitude for her help. Though now he had a little doubt. Would she be happier if he treated her like a girl? Though he was not sure how far to go there. He did not want to say anything either, avoid the risk of ruining the moment.

Anahel just smiled and continued to dance with Maxim, she closed her eyes a little and leaned against his chest. All she wanted to do now was enjoy this moment. She didn’t want to think about anything else. She felt completely relaxed now.

Maxim did wonder if he saw a change, but it was too subtle to recognize what it might be. It might have just been something more in her mood, enjoying the dancing, or something like that. Just being this close to each other this long had seemed to change the mood somewhat. Though Maxim had no intention of doing anything more than dancing. He did not dare seriously court an Angel. When he had been talking about finding a wife once he regained his kingdom, he was not considering her, not yet.

Anahel continued to dance with Maxim. She had never danced like this before, as far as she knew. Not only could Maxim see her more as a girl but, she could feel a change in her body, though she did not know what this change was, only he could see her becoming more like a girl.

Anahel blushed a little as Maxim’s words and gave a small nod. She then tried her best to follow along his movements. Her bare feet stepped on his feet many times but all they continued she soon found herself somewhat getting the hang of things.

waffle eating slut,

Maxim wondered if Anahel had any subconscious memories of this. But, even assuming she had once been a human woman, it is was impossible to guess what sort of woman she had been, commoner, noble, royal,…it was even possible she had once been a slave. Depending on which she was, she may or may not have had experience. He led her slowly, now rather closely. “Dancing, something a man and woman, especially of the higher classes, do together.” He did not mention it was often part of courtship, since it was not automatically part of the process, and he did not dare imply or think himself, that he was trying to court an Angel.

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