Chapter 14: THE COUNCIL (2)
Then they reached the top of the grand staircase, and they walked down a long hallway that led to the council chamber. A guard stood at the doors, one that Arella did not recognize. He was wearing the same clothes that Oriel and Zadkiel wore. He glanced down at Echo, but he did not comment.
Most probably he had already received information from Zadkiel or Oriel through his halo.
He tapped the top of his staff on the door before announcing in a loud voice. "Arella of the angels of Water and child of Camael enters the council chambers."
The door slowly opened. The chamber beyond it was bathed in the soft glow of the celestial light. The circular room was dominated by a massive table, which had a myriad of angels seated around it.
The council.
The very pale brown table surface was inscribed with angelic runes that pulsed faintly with golden power. The slight whispers from the members of the council came to a stop once she walked into the hall.
Castiel and Echo walked in behind her, while Solan stayed just outside the chamber doors.
Her father sat in one of the seats. Arella had not expected to see him, although it should not have been a surprise because he was also a member of the council. His features had not changed much over the last hundred years; after all, angels aged very slowly.
He was wearing the council robes, which were a very pristine shade of white, embellished with all the colors of the different types of angels. The four colors—red, brown, gold, and blue—drooped from the right shoulder all the way the sleeves. It was the same robes that the other council members wore, but her father wore it the best, of course.
If Arella had not been angry at him, she would have jumped into his arms and given him a hug. She had missed him after all.
However, she was petty. So much so that when he smiled at her, she pursed her lips, crossed her arms over each other, and looked in the other direction.