The Crown's Obsession (WN)
chapter-556

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Madeline parted her lips. Though she didn't have a memory of this person or what he was speaking, she felt a strange familiarity in the way he talked to her. His words were sweet on her ears.

Her eyes moved to look at the other people who had gathered around them. Most of the angels intently watched them, while the archangel's had a mixed response. Paschar and Gabriel looked at her with a calm expression, the angel Raphael had a faint smile on his lips, and Michael looked more than upset right now.

Michael was unhappy with the turn of events as his brothers were letting an angel mingle with a demon who was the definition of catastrophe.

"Have you all decided to side with the evil in the world?" questioned Michael.

Being one of the eldest out of all the angels, he had always tried to set an example of how angels were supposed to be. The demons had caused nothing but trouble until now. The demons whispered things to the people in the living world, tempting them to do evil things before the same people who were tempted ended up in Hell.

"This might bring in peace," said Raphael and received a glare from Michael.

"By joining hands with the Devil and his grandson?!" Michael's temper shot up. "It seems like your punishment went in vain, and being friends with the demons has changed your vision."

"I think what Raphael means is," Gabriel interrupted with a pleasant smile on his face, "That the evil in the world might reduce because of the demon and an angel's reunion."

"It didn't before. How do you expect it will happen now?" Michael's eyes narrowed while he tried to control his voice.

The other three archangel's frowned upon hearing this. Michael pursed his lips, wondering if he should tell it. But even though he didn't say anything more than that, it didn't take long for the other three angels to know that it was Paschar, regarding whom Michael was speaking about.

Gabriel's eyebrows raised, and without commenting on Michael's words, he said, "Didn't you tell that Madeline had refused to come to Heaven, not because it isn't a good place, but because this isn't where her heart belongs?"

"Yes, and that is why we decided not to insist on the matter further. But you know she belongs here. Her heart is pure and untainted even after what took place in the living world. If you didn't feel that way, you wouldn't have brought her here," stated Michael, and he had a point there.

Gabriel was quiet for some time before deciding to speak, "That was before I heard his confession. If you look at the records, he has truly loved and cherished her."

"I have no issue with them being in love," Michael rolled his eyes. "We cannot let souls leave from Heaven. Next thing you know, someone else will be at the gates of Heaven asking for their loved one's soul to be sent back."

Vladimir, who had stood away from them, cleared his throat, "About that, I was hoping to take Constance from here."

The other angels narrowed their eyes at him. "Don't even think about it," glared Michael. "You have some nerve by showing up here after what you did."

"Me?" asked Vladimir, placing his hand on his chest while looking behind him when there was no one. A chuckle escaped his lips. "I missed you," the Devil said with a straight face, and Michael's eyes hardened.

Gabriel and the others were not too concerned with Calhoun being here, but with the Devil who had appeared, everyone looked at him in high alert. Everyone took their position so that if the Devil would strike, they would be ready to strike back at him.

"Go back to where you have come from. You are no more welcome in Heaven," Michael turned himself to face Vladimir.

A smile appeared on Vladimir's lips, "I have not come here to fight with anyone. All I have come here is to supervise the situation. I don't think anyone would like to see my wrath after hurting my children." Vladimir's eyes moved to look at Calhoun, who seemed unscathed.

On one side there were the angels, and on another side was the Devil. On the third side, Calhoun had built his own space of bubble with Madeline so that he could capture her whole attention.

Without any hesitation, Calhoun leaned forward and kissed Madeline right on her lips. He kept the kiss short without making it overbearing, leaving a breath of sweetness in her mouth. Madeline's eyes widened.

"I know you feel it in your very soul, Madeline," said Calhoun, his red eyes piercing through her.

"That's enough!" said Michael, stepping forward. "As you can see, Madeline now belongs to Heaven. I can understand that it's hard to believe that she isn't in the living world, but you need to accept the truth of what has happened."

Calhoun's eyes narrowed, looking at the archangel with the same intensity. "One way or the other, I am taking her," while saying this, a black fuming fire appeared in his hand.

"How will you take her when she doesn't even know you? Using the whisperings of the devil to sway her," Michael tched at the end.

"That won't be needed," came Madeline's voice who stood beside Calhoun. She stepped closer to Calhoun, and she placed her arm on his. "I remember."

The angels who gathered around looked at Madeline with a perplexed expression on their face. They wondered if Calhoun had done something to Madeline to make her utter words that she didn't mean. Soon whisperings broke in there by the angels who stood there watching the scene,

"That's not possible!"

"It's the Devil's work. He must have done something!"

"No one has ever regained their lost memories…"

Clapping his hands together, Vladimir looked at Madeline, "It is good to have you back, Madeline."