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Mr. and Mrs. Harris were in their room, waiting for the maid to leave the room, who had come to serve the morning tea. It was only a few minutes ago they were with their elder daughter Madeline before returning to their room.

Mrs. Harris saw her husband walk towards the bed and take a seat at the edge of it, a sigh escaping his lips, and she went to place her hand on his shoulder. The maid had left the room a few seconds ago after bringing them tea.

"You seem to be too tired. Did you not sleep well last night?" Mrs. Harris asked in concern.

"I haven't been able to sleep well for quite a while now. I don't know if it is because of my age or if I am just worried about the possibilities of the future of our daughters," replied Mr. Harris while staring at the clean floor in front of him.

Another tired exhale escaped his lips, and Mrs. Harris came to sit next to him.

"Why do you worry about them? Madeline has settled well in the castle and our son-in-law seems far more capable and understanding than we could ever imagine him to be. And Beth, she appears to be in love with the Archangel," Mrs. Harris stated the facts.

"That is what worries me, dear. In the past, it was the worry to get them into families so that their lives could go with ease, but now. One got married to the Devil's grandson and another is with the Archangel. It is only now that they have been able to sort out the differences between them about their past, and I cannot help but worry about the possibility of what the future holds," replied Mr. Harris.

Mr. Harris loved both of his daughters, and the peace that was present around them worried him as if it would be short-lived.

At the same time, someone knocked on the door, and the Harris' wondered who it might be. Believing it was possibly one of the maids, Mrs. Harris went to open the door. Opening the door, she noticed it was Archangel Raphael, who had come to visit them.

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Harris," greeted Raphael.

"Good morning, Mr. Sparrow," Mrs. Harris bowed, and Mr. Harris gave Raphael a nod while wishing good morning.

"What brings you here, Mr. Sparrow?" asked Mr. Harris, standing up as the situation was a little confusing right now. It was because, on one side, Raphael was one of the archangels of Heaven. And on the other side, the man was also a person who had been hanging around his younger daughter, Elizabeth.

Previously, Mr. Harris hadn't been able to be strict and got the chance of weighing if the man was good enough for his daughter Madeline because of the King's power and position, but now with Beth, he didn't know how to approach. Therefore, he decided to keep a blank expression on his face.

Raphael had heard some things that Mr. and Mrs. Harris had been discussing earlier before he had knocked on the door.

Offering another bow without lifting his head, he said, "My apologies for showing up in front of the room without any prior notice. I wanted to speak about Elizabeth," and he raised his head.

Hearing their daughter's name, their eyebrows furrowed. Mrs. Harris asked, "Did something happen to Beth?"

"She's fine," replied Raphael. "Actually it's more about Elizabeth and me. I hope this is the right time to speak."

Mrs. Harris nodded her head for him to go on. She had seen the man before with his shabby clothes, but with the way he looked now, the man appeared to look like a prince.

"I was thinking about taking Elizabeth outside today, if you don't mind that is," requested Raphael. He had been in the company of the mortals and in the living world more than enough to know what the parents expected and how to go about things. As Beth was dear to him, he wanted to keep her happy while building a good relationship with her parents.

Mr. and Mrs. Harris had not expected Raphael to ask them such a question, and Mr. Harris asked, "What do you think about my daughter, Archangel Raphael?"

"Just Raphael will be fine," smiled the Archangel. "I am in love with your daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Harris, and I believe it is the same for Elizabeth."

Mr. Harris had a grave expression on his face while he continued to stare at the Archangel, less daunted by the man compared to his current son-in-law and the Devil.

"I believe Mrs. Harris and I are thrilled about it, and even though archangels are allowed to love people, are they allowed to live next to each other?" questioned Mr. Harris.

From what Mr. Harris had heard, the Archangel named Paschar had been put under punishment for being in a relationship with a woman from the living world. He didn't want his daughter Beth to suffer.

Mr. Harris continued to speak, "Beth, she gets hurt very easily. Since she was small, her grandparents always told her to be a strong girl and not to be meek. She gets swayed easily and falls for things. Not to forget about what happened a few months ago, you should already know it better. But even after everything, she is still my dear daughter, a little naive and doesn't realize when people try to manipulate her. Making her an easy target."

"I would never do anything to hurt her, Mr. Harris," responded Raphael. "I understand what you mean, but I would like to give you my word that I would bring no harm to her."

"What about when you go back to Heaven? Do you think she is prepared for it?" asked Mr. Harris.

"I won't leave her side," Raphael bowed his head once again. "Currently the situation in Heaven and its dynamics with the living world has changed compared to before because of the exposure of our existence."

"Hm," hummed Mr. Harris, listening to Raphael's words and weighing on what to question him next.

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