“Do you know who I am?” (from angel lucifer because i want to give a tease)
masquerade, paper faces on parade.
The archangel’s query caught him by surprise for not only did he expect the angel to even utter a word to him let alone attend this gathering, but he also did not think such an archangel would grant him the honor of having a dance with him. Perhaps the masks had something to do with it. He could only utter a lighthearted chuckle at Lucifer’s question as he leads them across the dancefloor, their words soft as they converse. “ Not quite but I would like to. ”
While it was unmistakable for anyone at the masquerade to know who the archangel was, even behind a mask, Diavolo was partly telling the truth. He did know who he was talking to. He did know who the archangel was. But he didn’t know exactly who the archangel was. Truly, a mystery alone. His radiance, his presence alone - how could something be so beautiful, so rare, yet so mysterious all at the same time?
There was great power to the archangel, just being this close to him almost rendered Diavolo speechless. Normally, he was so careful around the archangel as it seemed anything he did was incorrect. But tonight, he had the chance to talk to him a little better than most of their exchanges. “ You came. I must say, I am pleased that you did. ” You look so radiant. Surely, he already knew that.
