FALLEN ANGEL: MARRIED TO THE DEMON KING

Chapter 56: THE TEA PARTY WITH THE NOBLE LADIES (3)



"Romantic?" Arella asked.

"Well, demons usually give flowers to their wife after their marriage, but I heard from my husband that many demon kings planted flowers for their wives "

Arella’s cheeks flushed lightly at the revelation, though she managed to mask it with a polite smile. The thought of the demon king, her insatiable husband, engaging in such a tradition, and planting a garden by himself, was something she definitely had not anticipated. She glanced at the roses again, the pristine white petals gleaming in the sunlight, and felt an unfamiliar warmth stirring within her.

"How fascinating. In the angel realm, the male usually prepares a gift of light, most of the time it is the form of jewelry, for his wife to be," She tapped on the armrest as she spoke, "This token is imbued with his essence, meant to protect her and in turn signify their bond." She smiled, remembering the anklet that her mother never took off.

"Because it is difficult not to know who your partner will be, the jewelry is prepared with the wife in mind. Many angel men will make jewelry that is similar to what the wife wears often, or something that they would definitely like. While the wife prepares a ring for her husband, to show her lifetime devotion to him." Arella did not mind sharing this information, seeing as they had also shared information with her.

"How romantic." A demon, younger than most of those who had gathered, gushed.

"I agree." Another demon spoke up as Arella let her gaze linger on the roses for a moment longer, their serene beauty somehow now calling out to her. If King Varziel really planted these roses for his future spouse, and that future spouse was now her, had he had another person in mind when planting them?

Lady Seraphine tilted her head, her ice like features softening, "A gift of light, how poetic. The angels and demons seem to have that in common, valuing the symbolic gestures in marriage, though the methods differ."

Arella nodded, her fingers brushing absently over the delicate lace of her dress, "Indeed, I feel like these traditions reveal the values of a species. Humans, for example, are an inherently greedy species, and angels, above all else, see themselves above all the other species."

If you find any errors ( Ads popup, ads redirect, broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.

Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.