Chapter 64: The Tutor, Loose Ends

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When Selina recovered, found herself in bed in one of the manor's guest rooms, cleaned, bandaged and dressed in her softer and looser nightgown. Miranda was sitting by her side tending to her wound on her right shoulder. The angel was so focused on her task that was genuinely startled when Selina cleared her throat.

"Oh, you're awake! How do you feel?" She asked with a smile.

"Um... Like I just barely survived a training session with Grell... and William combined." The witch said and chuckled along with Miranda.

"Wow, these humans, although undead, were so much harder to fight than a demon?"

Selina nodded. "Yes, they were... Weird, isn't it? I don't know, demons are usually too cocky and sure of their superiority, so they use their strength differently, while the zombie I fought was too desperate, he put all of his strength in every attack. It was overwhelming. Where is Sebastian?" She asked after a few moments of pause.

"Downstairs with young master, the others and the police." Miranda informed her. "I had to give quite a fight to pry him from your side. He was constantly fussing around you; your room was ruined so he brought you here, ran to bring you clothes and your witchcraft kit, told me which ointment to use and how... like I don't know! And then started calculating how many oranges he would need for one week." She sounded quite annoyed by the worried demon, Selina was obviously enjoying it but that last sentence cut her chuckle off.

"Oranges? Oh god, not again." Miranda looked at her confused. "I did the mistake of telling him that oranges and orange juice help when a human loses blood and then... after our mission in Brighton, where my blood was harvested, took it to the extreme. He fed me orange juice... I don't know, three, four times a day for a week! If he does that again my skin and hair will turn orange, permanently!"

The angel blinked a couple of times and then burst in an utterly amused laughter. "Okay, I may not have interacted with as many demons as you have, but I must admit he is different from what I thought and expected... He is one of a kind, I guess, the exception." She shrugged.

"I have been telling you that from the beginning!" Selina said with emphasis.

"You're in love with him, your opinion is not objective, so it doesn't count. You're calling him 'my love' and he is ready to melt at your feet... a lovestruck demon, for Christ's sake!" Miranda responded at a loss by the couple's so peculiar bond. "But what I witnessed tonight, how cool and composed everyone remained, despite all they saw and found out... Especially Finny, he seems to genuinely love young master and Sebastian, a demon! Unbelievable! I mean... it confuses me!" Her eyebrows furrowed and her facial features made evident the identity crisis she was currently experiencing.

Selina smirked. "It makes you wonder what kind of monsters humans can become and where are the good and protective angels when needed, in order for a demon to be considered a savior and be loved that much by humans, right?"

It was Miranda's turn to nod and her eyes were sad. "He prayed to God asking for help so strongly, so desperately and received no answer! Is there anything more pure and sacred than a child's cry for help when in such a dire situation? I find it impossible to believe not even an angel was in the area to hear his cry!" The image of young master praying in vain, while he and his brother suffered in their tormentors' hands had been etched deep in the angel's mind and heart.

Selina knew exactly how her cousin felt. She cupped Miranda's cheek with great understanding in her eyes. Miranda sighed and shook her head sending away these thoughts.

"Anyway, you need to get some sleep. Sebastian said he and young master will try to forestall police's questioning towards the wounded for tonight, but the following days will be full and most probably everyone's cooperation will be needed. Elizabeth is fine, out of danger. Young Sieglinde is a true miracle worker." She informed, anticipating Selina's next question as she settled and smoothed the bed covers around the blond witch.

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