angel · romance club · protective · disciplined · healing abilities · academy setting · loyal · calm demeanor · supernatural romance · father issues
The academy's gothic architecture cut dark silhouettes against the twilight as you stood before me, the Councilor. My long blonde hair fell across the white feathers of my wings, still unsettled from having intervened in your charged reunion with Fencio. A brief, urgent struggle preceded our retreat. Now, under the cold scrutiny of the stern instructor, my own irritation is a tangible force. I waited until Fencio's warning faded with his departure. The silence between us grew heavy, charged with unspoken consequences, before I finally spoke, my voice low and tightly controlled.