by A. M. True
I was quiet as I was trying to process everything.
Zamadriel: You look as I did when Romenciel first had this talk with me. I was confused and overwhelmed with new information to sort and process. Rest yourself. You will see everything in time. It will all be revealed, and you will then understand everything completely.
Artist: Stephen D. Lemaire
Song: Voyage in Time
Emalickel came to my side.
Emalickel: I do not wish to overwhelm you, but I do feel there is something you must know. I can feel a sense of unseen discomfort from you pertaining to your future in Lapoi. I wish to suppress your discomfort by providing you information regarding the matter which I presume is causing the unease. In regards to your creation from the Earth, the one you call your daughter, be at ease with her fate. She is well-protected and will certainly be taken care of with the upmost priority. I hope you are ready for what I am about to say.
Slightly smiling, Emalickel paused to make sure he had my full attention. He turned my body at the shoulders to face him more squarely before continuing.
Emalickel: Seronimel and Dennoliel—they have chosen her. She has energy unique in form, just like her mother. They are hopelessly attracted to her soul, as I am to yours. They will begin contact with her when she completes her prerequisite experiences and becomes ready for her awakening.
I became excited and was thoroughly impressed with how boldly Emalickel addressed some hidden internal disturbances of mine. I knew something was bothering me, but even I did not know what exactly was causing the anxiety. Emalickel did. Not to my surprise, he nailed it. His abilities and perceptions were beyond extraordinary.
Me: Will she come here? Will she see me? Will she stay here?
Emalickel smiled, knowing I was pleased and excited by this news.
Emalickel: She must choose Seronimel and Dennoliel for herself. They do have an advantage to winning her heart—after all, her Earthly mother is the Princess here. Eventually, she will discover this truth during one of her visits in the future. Should she choose Seronimel and Dennoliel, she will continue her awakening on the Earth until she permanently resides at the Guardian Mansion in Terpetrus with them.
Seronimel and Dennoliel were the brothers in charge of the Guards of Lapoi. They seemed younger than the other brothers, but also seemed to be soft-hearted, kind, and genuine. The warriors all seemed rough around the edges, but guards were softer. The guard brothers were a profound option for her. I truly was excited to hear this news. I had been subconsciously wondering about her fate.
Emalickel: I hope it is well that I have revealed this much to you. I am only trying to satisfy your intense passion for growing knowledge and deeper understanding. Zamadriel is right, you shall see everything when you are fully awakened. I hope you are not confused or overwhelmed with this additional information. All will become clear to you in time.
Artist: Brunuhville
Song: Medieval Legends
Xabiel walked closer to Zamadriel. He put out a James Dean cool-guy vibe as he leaned his back casually on the rail of the balcony.
Xabiel: Zamadriel started her awakening shortly after your last visit to Lapoi when I had tried to capture your interest. Remember that, Princess?
He turned his head to glance at me lustfully before continuing.
Xabiel: The only reason Zamadriel is fully awakened in such a short time is because she cannot resist me and has received a steady stream of my energy, thus evolving her much more rapidly than normal.
Zamadriel smiled, rolled her eyes, and shook her head at him. He returned the look with a wink. I saw a few of the brothers roll their eyes at Xabiel. He was a middle brother and the most arrogant of the six Princedom brothers. When Emalickel was around, he always cut Xabiel down to size.
Emalickel: Although your energy may have contributed to her awakening, Xabiel, the real reason she has evolved faster is because she is from Grahst. The structure of their matter enables them to be more receptive to knowledge and less resistant to doubt. It is the wa they are wired.
Thorenel had gone to stand next to Emalickel and looked out from the balcony with him. Xabiel grew a mischievous smirk on his face. He turned his head to look in the direction of Emalickel and Thorenel. Xabiel chuckled to himself.
Xabiel: At least I refrained from childish grumbling when the law of celestial-pairs came into play in the relationship. I certainly accepted it a little better than those in higher positions.
Xabiel was looking directly at Emalickel with an arrogant expression. Emalickel whipped himself around and walked right up to Xabiel’s face.
Emalickel: You waste my time, Xabiel, but I do feel a strong desire to put you in your place, so I will say this. If it were possible for a celestial to find balance in the number of two, then I would be the one to discover it. Unlike you, instead of becoming a slave to my physical urges, I am a challenger to all the possibilities. You see, Xabiel that is why I am superior to you. That is why I am Prince of this kingdom. That is why I am able to do all the things I can do. That, my dear brother, is what distinguishes my power and my status from that of yours. May you not forget your place should you choose to address me in such a belittling manner in the future.
Emalickel stood there staring challengingly at Xabiel, his jaw muscles clenching. Until now, Romenciel had been quietly roaming around the balcony, but he quickly chimed in on the conversation before Xabiel could talk back to Emalickel and regret it.
Romenciel: You know Xabiel, I played a part in her awakening as well, brother. And I actually tried to do it by providing her knowledge and enlightenment instead of relying on the brute force of my energy molecules.
Xabiel looked the other way, rolling his eyes in the process. He muttered sarcastically under his breath and mocked Romenciel.
Xabiel: I’m Romenciel, the Knight in Shining Armor of Lapoi. I do everything right. I am so dignified. I am better than everyone else.
Zamadriel attempted to interrupt the quarrel.
Zamadriel: Well I am happy to have you both as mine own. I would not be able to choose between the two of you. I am glad I did not have to make such a choice.
Another celestial walked with determination out to the balcony area where we were all standing. He brought himself in front of Emalickel and bowed.
Celestial: I beg your pardon, my Prince…
The celestial turned towards me and bowed.
Celestial: Princess.
He turned back to Emalickel.
Celestial: They are ready for your party’s presence in the Entertainment Hall.
Emalickel nodded his head at the celestial acknowledging that he had heard. The celestial quickly bowed again to us both before going back inside.
Emalickel: Come, brothers and sisters. Let us make our way to the entertainment!
Artist: Olexandr Ignatov
Song: Emotions
The pairs of brothers, each took one of the arms of their mate. Emalickel took my right arm and Thorenel took my left. They escorted us back over the bridge of the spa pool.
I was surprised to meet Zamadriel. I had no idea Romenciel and Xabiel had united with a female since my last visit to Lapoi. They had mentioned she was a mortal of Grahst, but I wondered where females came from before becoming mortal. I knew that males were former celestials but was still unclear of the origins of females. Emalickel was the first to address my thoughts.
Emalickel: As the mortal project began on Earth, the male mortals desired female counterparts to act as companions and to procreate. God sent female volunteers, from the realm of Jesserion, to inhabit the mortal planes of Millattus. Jesserion is one of the nine realms in the Third Sphere. It is our ally, inhabited only by divine female forms who are extraordinarily wise, powerful, and independent.
Thorenel joined in.
Thorenel: They are one of the strongest realms in the Third Sphere of existence. Their Princedoms and warriors are feared among the other realms. Not even the darkest of realms think
of intruding on the females of Jesserion.
Emalickel resumed what he was saying.
Emalickel: The female volunteers from Jesserion were sent to Earth, Fynne, and Grahst to accompany males and participate in the mortal experience. Upon full-awakening, all mortal females will return back to Jesserion and resume their divine positions. However, if they have found unity with a pair of male celestials in Millattus, the female will carry her divinity into Lapoi with her pair of celestial brothers.
Thorenel added a bit of humor.
Thorenel: So now you understand why females are so different from males. Not only do you have a different physical format, but you think and behave so different from males. Your Jesserion wisdom, power, and independence still emit, even on the mortal planes. Females literally come from a different realm. You are all aliens to Millattus!
Emalickel smiled and rolled his eyes at his younger brother’s juvenile demeanor.
We had just arrived inside and were making our way down the first set of stairs behind the thrones. I felt Thorenel tug at my arm. When I looked up at him he was looking down at me with a smile. He mouthed the word, “beautiful” while shaking his head in disbelief. His eyes squinted in desire. That seemed to be his thing, mouthing the word “beautiful” at me. I smiled back at him in appreciation. When I looked to my right I saw Emalickel. He was looking at me already but was chewing somewhat nervously on his lower lip.
Artist: Future World Music
Song: Anthem of the World
I wondered what he was thinking about. He appeared to be hesitant, like he wanted to tell me something, but wasn’t sure if he should. I decided to try and pull it from him—whatever it was.
Me: What is it? What are you wanting to say?
He continued hesitating before taking a deep breath of preparation.
Emalickel: Would you like to know your real name?
Me: Real name? Is it not Adrienne?
Emalickel: Variations of your real name have been given to you on the Earth through the whispers of the guards during each of your lifetimes. Each time, your parents heard the whispers slightly differently, giving you names such as Andrea, Alexandra, Adriana, Arianna, and Adrienne.
I was intrigued.
Emalickel: Your name, your real name, here from Lapoi is—Hadriannel.
I couldn’t help but smile. I felt the sensation of tickles deep within my gut. The sound of my Lapoian name gave me the same feeling as love at first sight. I felt giddy. I also felt silly with a paralyzed smile plastered on my face. Although I tried not to make eye contact with Emalickel, I could see him, in my peripheral vision, looking at me in satisfaction.
Emalickel: I am pleased to see that you are pleased.
Up ahead, I noticed Romenciel was smiling. Usually serious and stern, Romenciel only smiled on occasion. He carried that warrior persona, always keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings. It was a privilege to see him smile, for when he did, his smile was always genuine and bright. When he smiled, his eyes squinted, creating laugh lines on the outer edges. His teeth were pearly white. They shined beneath his facial hair which was slightly fuller than any of the other brothers.
He and Emalickel were similar in personality. The two of them carried a good vibration together.
Romenciel briefly removed himself from the hand of Zamadriel to wait for Emalickel, Thorenel, and me to catch up to him. He placed his arm around Emalickel and playfully patted his back and roughed him up a bit—just like an older brother. Romenciel spoke through his wide grin.
Romenciel: Our Prince and Princess are both pleased! Tonight’s festivities are going to be well-remembered!
Artist: Adrian Von Zeigler
Song: For the King
Having made our way through the Throne Hall, which was still packed with celestials conversing and laughing with one another, we turned the corner to the right and entered the Entertainment Hall. Seronimel and Dennoliel, who had been engaging in friendly conversation with a group of guards, met us outside the Entertainment Hall door so they could walk in with us.
Inside, there was upbeat Celtic-like music playing. All the circular tables and chairs were full, except for one 15-foot rectangular table. It was positioned along the back wall, under the arched windows which looked out at the Valley of Dillectus. Like the chairs in the Mead Hall, this table sat up on a small platform. There was real food and mead around all the tables. I saw breads, fruits, and cheeses.
Romenciel, Zamadriel, and Xabiel entered first. They were followed by Dennoliel and Seronimel. Emalickel, Thorenel, and I followed behind Dennoliel and Seronimel.
I remember looking at Seronimel and Dennoliel as they walked in front of us. As with all the brothers, they were both very masculine. With the blood of Emalickel, facial structures of models, and the bodies of warriors, I could grant them my approval to peruse my offspring. Not that they would need my approval, but at least I could rest easy knowing my girl would be in good hands. They both noticed me giving them a once-over in approval. In unison, they both nodded their heads to me and smiled a satisfied smile.
We all made our way back to take our seats at the table. As warriors, Romenciel and Xabiel sat on the ends. The rest of us sat in the remaining chairs which were all on one long side looking out towards the rest of the room. Everyone moved to the sides, so that Emalickel and I could sit down first. Our backs were to the extravagant wall of arched windows. From left to right we sat: Romenciel on the left end, Zamadriel, Dennoliel, Emalickel, myself, Thorenel, Seronimel, and Xabiel on the right end.
Before she sat down in her chair, Zamadriel leaned into my space and kindly whispered.
Zamadriel: We all envy you—all the females. What a fairy tale you live having this magnificent palace, with your handsome Princedoms, and access to all the powers which will someday blossom to you. I am proud; I am honored, to be able to call myself your sister.
She bowed her head to me before proceeding to her seat.
The celestial who was ahead of the ceremony announced our arrival and led the room in prayer giving gratitude to God.
After the prayer, the music picked back up and the Head of Ceremony gave the word for us to eat, drink, and be merry. Some people got up and started dancing. Others engaged in loud joyful conversations, filling the room with voices and laughter. I noticed many females, probably making up one third of the room, with various guard and warrior celestials.
Everyone at our table began digging into the food. Assistants were on either end of our table waiting to be needed. Thorenel, Xabiel, and Seronimel began chugging their mead and were finished before most of us noticed. We looked up when they all slammed their empty tankards on the table and wiped their mouths with their arms almost in perfect unison.
Romenciel: Are you having some sort of contest?
Thorenel laughed out loud.
Thorenel: No, brother, we are simply consumed with thirst for mead! It has been too long.
Romenciel: It has merely been since the last festivities.
Thorenel jokingly teased at Romenciel.
Thorenel: Do you have wax in your ears?! Like I said, it has been too long!
Disregarding Romenciel’s comments altogether, Xabiel shouted at the assistants.
Xabiel: Do provide us with more!
Emalickel bumped my arm with his elbow. He raised his tankard. I knew he was signaling for me to follow suit. I raised my tankard. The entire room, one by one, began to raise their tankards with us until everyone had theirs in the air. Conversations stopped, but the music continued. Emalickel addressed his celestials.
Emalickel: May there continue to be many blessing bestowed upon Millattus as there has always been. We shall be forever grateful. May we eternally please our Father in Heaven and may His will continue to be done with ease.
Artist: Tunes of Fantasy (Florian Bur)
Song: White Angel
All in the room shouted the words “so may it be!” before drinking their mead. We indulged in our food and con
tinued to have a few drinks. Thorenel leaned over me and spoke to Emalickel.
Thorenel: My Prince, may I ask our Hadriannel for this dance?
Emalickel nodded in approval to him.
Thorenel then leaned in with a flirty smirk to ask me himself like a true gentleman.
Thorenel: Princess, may I escort you in this dance?
I smiled and agreed. Thorenel took my hand in his to the floor.
The evening progressed and carried on for an extensive amount of time. The palace was busy, and it was packed with celestials going every direction. It was one giant, full-blown party. Different music was being played in different rooms. There were celestials in the Courtyard, the Ballroom, the Billiards and Lounge Hall playing card games and pool. They were everywhere in the palace except for three places. Those three places were Thorenel’s Private Chambers, Emalickel’s Private Chambers, and anywhere above the stairs to the thrones. Everyone knew those places were strictly forbidden unless by personal invite, and they were well guarded by some of Romenciel and Xabiel’s finest warriors.
