Hey, I'm finally back with another chapter of my best story. I know I took a long time to update, but I've been very busy. I won't say much more than that, because I know everyone's been waiting for this.

Let's go.

After the night of the two fallen angels sharing their bodies with each other, the day went by like normal, but the real event wouldn't be until later when Kuoh was slumbering. Kokabiel's transgression had put everyone on edge, and so, Azazel called for a meeting between the three factions.

Indra was currently going through some basic exercises in the backyard. To keep any sort of plagueing thoughts away, Indra occupied himself with training. Training was the best way to blow off steam, clear your thoughts, and just keeping yourself in shape.

"I think you've done enough for today, hun." Indra stopped to wipe some sweat from his forehead as Kalawarner came up to him with a cool towel. He let her wipe him down as he regained a steady rythym over his breathing.

"How's everyone else?" He asked, putting on a clean thermal.

Kalawarner smiled. "As good as they can be." She replied.

"Thanks." Indra said as he took the towel from the blunette.

"Godfather is coming over." Indra said as the two went inside. Kalawarner raised an eyebrow as she heard.

"What for?" She asked. She knew Daisuke came sometimes just to visit, but it was mainly when something important had come up. Indra gave her a look from the corner of his eyes.

"You'll see." Was all he said.

Kalawarner followed Indra into the living room where Mira was watching a movie. Indra sat down on the couch by the smaller girl, and started to rub her head out of habit. Koneko brought that onto him.

Kalawarner took the empy spot beside him, and leaned her head against his shoulder. Indra put his free arm around her waist and brought her closer.

"How do you think the conference will go?" She asked out of the blue. It seemed that Indra was expecting that, and replied accordingly.

"It'll be tense." He said.

Kalawarner didn't need to ask about that comment. Of course it would be tense. All of the factions were each on the end of their rope, just waiting for the slightest confrontation.

"Where's Raynare?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the screen of the tv.

Kalawarner giggled. "Lord Azazel called her for some errands. So it's just you and me today." The blunette was still very giddy at the thought of when her special time with him would come. Raynare hadn't shared many details on the experience, but she did say that it was a whole new world of pleasure.

Indra was very familiar with how sensitive an angel's wings were, and he knew how to take care of said wings.

The blunette's face slowly started turning red.

"It isn't time yet, Kala." Indra said, looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

"Hmhm, sorry. I'm just a little excited for our time together." She confessed.

Indra rolled his eyes, before bringing her into his lap. He smiled as he wrapped his arms around her waist and and brought her lips to his.

Mira, not wanting to feel awkward by watching, decided to take her movie into Indra's room. Kalawarner giggled at the little bluenette as she left.

"We're by ourselves now." She said, before Indra leaned up and captured her lips again. His hands slowly dragged themselves down from her hips, to her soft and shapely rear, and kneaded the doughy flesh.

"Mmmm." She moaned into the kiss as the two got more heated, and held each other so close there wasn't so much as a centimeter in between them.

Indra prodded his tongue through her lips and began to explore her mouth. Kalawarner simply let him, knowing he was obviously the stronger of the two.

Indra tightened his grip on her butt and pulled her against him some, making friction. Kalawarner's already apparent blush turned much darker.

The two were simply blocking out everything around them. At this current moment, it was only them. They weren't sure how long it was, but when they finally separated, they were both panting heavily in each other's faces.

"We aren't intruding are we?"

Kalawarner gasped when she saw Daisuke and Yume over Indra's shoulder, both smirking at her. Indra apparently had been expecting this, as he rolled his eyes and moved the blunette off of him.

"Nice moves, Indra." Daisuke commented as his godson stood to greet him. When Indra was in range, he lifted his hand up and ruffled his snowly hair.

"So where's the young lady who took your first time?" Yume asked.

"Not here right now." He said. Yume took that answer and nodded. She could just get her at the conference anyway.

"We wanted to let you know that we'll be revealing the existence of our clan. I want to formally annouce our presence to the other factions, and let them know of our allied connection to the Grigori." Daisuke said.

Indra himself widened his eyes at his godfather.

"You're so certain?" He asked. Daisuke nodded in response.

"We're taking quite a risk exposing ourselves now, but I believe the time has come." Daisuke elaborated further.

Indra nodded with understanding, but he still didn't seem to like the idea.

"I'm sure you know that this means that the factions will also try and keep tabs on us." Daisuke added.

Indra frowned at the thought. That was exactly how the extinction of the Nekoshou species came to be. Since a Nekoshou—reincarnated as a devil—killed her master, the devils took action much too far and exterminated the whole species. It was easy since most of the species happened to be in the underworld with them.

It was genocide.

"Well, that's all of the news I came to deliver. I'll be seeing you soon Indra. Stay out of trouble." His godfather said as he and Yume disappeared via teleportation.

Kalawarner and Indra both looked at each other.

"He ruined the mood." Indra spoke first.

Kalawarner chuckled and got off of the couch, but gave him a last kiss on the lips before going upstairs. Indra watched the enticing back and forth movement of her hips as she did so.

To pass some of the time, Indra went down into the basement where his father's armor waited patiently on its stand. The helmet almost seemed to hold an amused glint in its black visor.

He moved towards the armor and took the helmet from the head portion of the stand. With a clean rag sitting on the work table and some oil coating, Indra set to work. Moving the rag with slow and cautious speed, he made sure that every possible nook and cranny on the helmet was wiped down with the oil.

This was a ritual that Indra only attended to every once in a while. Not so often to where he was compulsive about it, but more so that he did it out of memory. This was the most important piece of his father that still remained after his death.

Indra noticed there was a little amount of buildup on the visor as well. Dust. He made a mental reminder to clean the basement again sometime this week.

"Indra." He saw Xuelan's reflection in the visor of the helmet. Placing the piece of armor on the table, Indra turned to look at her. He could see her somewhat rigid posture, and already knew that there was a problem.

Indra nodded, encouraging her to continue her train of thought.

"Will you spar with me?" She requested.

Indra wasn't really going to say no, so he pointed towards the other end of the room where the mat was waiting patiently. The former Rook nodded gratefully and moved over and Indra followed her shortly after, putting down the rag and wiping his hands clean. The two stood on the mat, facing each other with only a few feet of distance in between in each other.

Xuelan moved first, whirling on her left heel to deliver a hard roundhouse kick. Indra brought up his left forearm and blocked it before he rolled his arm under her calf and used his natural strength to throw her back.

Indra set his feet at shoulder width and held his arms out in front of him, before settling them at his sides in a stance that Xuelan had never seen before.

"Hya!" The former Rook moved forward and shot her right arm up towards his left shoulder.

Indra narrowed his eyes and moved in a fluid motion that flicked her arm away and thrusted his palm forard into her abdomen. Xuelan allowed glob of saliva to fall from her mouth, having had the breath just knocked out of her. She recovered and went for staying close to Indra. The young Kaneshiro warrior sensed this and prepared himself.

"Hah!"

Xuelan moved again, and for every shot, every fist and palm was quickly intercepted or redirected away. She couldn't land a single hit on him, and her frustration was now surfacing.

When her irritation had reached it's peak, and Indra could tell, he ended the match. When her left arm shot forward, he parried with his own forearm and grabbed her with his free left hand. The he spun on the ball of his foot and threw her to the side onto the floor. The Chinese girl grunted as she made impact, and stayed there for a while.

Indra could hear her hard panting and stayed there, watching her until he was certain that she had settled down.

"Are you alright?" He asked after a few moments of silence.

"I'm okay now." She breathed out, bringing herself to sit up.

"What's bothering you?" Indra asked right after.

Xuelan resisted having to roll her eyes. She wasn't sure why she hesitated to say it out loud, it was clear that he knew she was facing her own inner demons.

"The past, that's what's bothering me." She replied.

Indra closed his eyes for only about five seconds, already having considered what he was going to do. He patted the spot right in front off him, and began to shift into the seiza position.

Xuelan sat in front of him in the same position, wondering what it was he was going to do. Indra bowed his head by about 5 degrees so that he only slightly looked down towards her.

'Darkness, I call out to thee, cease your evil grasp on this one. No sorrow, but forgiveness. Let the light ascend into the sky, and provide elucidation to this one who is lost.'

Indra reached his hands towards hers, and grasped them into his own. The moment they touched each other, Xuelan gasped as Indra gripped her, not intent to let her go. Xuelan trembled in his grip, her breathing uneven and repeatedly gasping.

Indra could see it in his own mind. Xuelan had faced a good amount of trauma much like himself. Her trained life in a Chinese dojo, but her family was all slaughtered, with her being the soul survivor. She stood covered in wounds, while all around her, there were the corpses of her family and pools of blood at her feet.

She herself collapsed on the crimson stained ground. Another flash, there was a tall blond man. Riser. Then there was her years of servitude under him.

Ah, so this was the problem. She was facing her inner demons, and she was losing. Losing becuase she was starting to drown herself with negativity.

Indra mentally approached the younger form of Xuelan, who had tears streaming own her face. He wiped them away, and took her hand into his.

"None of this is your fault." He said softly.

"This was the path that you were forced to walk." He continued, leading her away from the manor of the Phenex family.

"But no more." He finished, as Xuelan's vision went completely blank.

When she opened her eyes, Indra was still sitting in front of her, but his forehead was leaning against hers, and she could feel a moisture in her eyes. She wiped her hands on her face to find that somehow, she had been crying some kind of black liquid, like water stained with paint colors.

"What?" She asked, not understanding.

"I purged the darkness in your heart. Your thoughts were clouded with anger and sadness, so I used my natural energy to give you clarity." He explained.

Xuelan didn't give much of a verbal reply, instead leaning forward and hugging the nephilim. Indra put his arms around her waist in return.

"Thank you." She whispered, not trusting her voice enough.

Indra let her be, feeling her arms constrict around him tightly. He waited patiently until the Cinese girl finally lifted her head from his chest and got to her feet.

Xuelan thought about she was about to say next, before she exhaled and looked Indra in the eyes. "Indra, I... Can we go out...later?"

Indra didn't hesitate to reply. "Of course." He smiled.

Indra watched her go up the stairs, before he went over to the desk to grab the rag and finish cleaning his father's armor. After Indra thoroughly cleaned Akihito's armor, he left the set to stand proudly on its stand as he went back upstairs.

Indra checked the text from Azazel one more time. Rubbing his temple, he sighed. Azazel was reminding him that Daisuke and Yume would be present for the meeting of the factions. Indra still felt weary about such a decision. With the Kaneshiro clan's smaller numbers, he still thought about the safety of his fellow clansmen and women.

Back in the days before and during the Great War, the Kaneshiro clan was much larger, but as one may have guessed, they lost a good number of warriors in the conflict. So despite their smaller numbers, they were still a force to be reckoned with, but were very alert when it came to outsiders.

Indra was once more sitting by himself, and his mind wouldn't stop racing about the upcoming events.

It wasn't meeting with the other factions that had him concerned. It was what could happen after that. In the world of the supernatural, peace never lasted for very long, he knew that himself. No one knew of the Kaneshiro clan because they completely separated themselves from prying eyes of the other factions. Yes, they participated in the war, but that was years ago, and they made sure to cover their tracks well.

"You okay?" Indra felt a very large set of breasts perch themselves over his head. Large arms snaked themselves around him, providing a warm sense of comfort.

"I don't know for certain, Hachi." He replied.

The tall woman sat behind him and had him lean back so that he would rest against her.

"Sweet pea, I think you're just thinking too hard. I've lived for a long time, and I've come across a few people who were similar to you. Yes, you must prepare yourself for the future as best as you can, but you will never truly be ready for it. Sometimes, you just have to wait and see which cards are dealt, and then act accordingly." She said.

Indra felt himself smile. The way Hachi had explained her little tale reminded him of his mother when she used to tell him stories before bed, as well as some cryptic quotes that his father used at least a quarter of the time. He leaned his head back against her breasts, the soft pillow-like feeling made him want to fall asleep.

"Rest sweet pea, I'll look after you." The tall woman said, somehow able to read his mind.

...

Indra cracked his eyes open. First, Hachi was still with him, he could still feel the soft texture of her massive chest. Second, he needed to see what time it was. Indra pulled himself up to sit against Hachi, who smiled at his awakening.

"Sleep well?" She asked, though he only had a two hour nap.

Indra nodded, not ready to use his voice just yet as he looked at the time on his phone.

Hachi ran her fingers along his scalp as he browsed through his phone for a few minutes.

"The meeting is in three hours." He finally said.

Hachi smiled regardless of the news.

"I will make sure the others are all ready for anything. Will that do?" She asked, pausing in her ministrations.

Indra inclined his head to look at her over his shoulder. He smiled and nodded to her. Now needing to get up, Indra lifted himself to his feet and stretched, Hachi admiring his lean frame as he did so.

"Sweetheart, when we have time, we should get to know each other better." The older demon suggested.

Indra blinked. "I'll think of a later date." He replied, going upstairs to shower and change clothes.

The nephilim didn't spend anymore than 6 minutes in the shower. He was quickly drying his hair, shaking his head until he was certain there wasn't a single drop left on his head. He threw the used towel into the hamper and found the outfit he wanted to wear.

He put on his robes that Daisuke gave him (from earlier in the story), and a pair of black pants and a matching shirt underneath.

"You look good hun." He heard Kalawarner say behind him. He saw her reflection in the mirror, looking his body up and down.

Kalawarner decided to wear the kimono she wore to his clan compound. It suited her perfectly, and Indra found himself staring for a few moments. Kalawarner had her hair tied into an elegant ponytail, her bangs cleared completely from her face and tucked behind her ears. She looked like a perfect japanese model with they way she had fashioned herself.

Indra was in front of her, holding her face in the palms of his hands. She was so beautiful...

A giggle brought his trance to an end, and Kalawarner gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Not that I mind the compliment, but we are wasting time hun." She reminded him. Indra had the decency to feel his face start to heat up.

"You're right. Well then?" Indra held out his arm for her. Kalawarner took it, looping her hand around his compact muscles.

And the two left the house, heading for the school to take part in the meeting. It would tense, people would start becoming much more wary and accusing. But for now, they just enjoyed this time while they still had it. The walk would give them more than enough time to enjoy each other's company.

Azazel only smiled with pride as he looked at his third in command. While not all of his company was present, the Governer General could still remember this for years to come. Indra was standing in front of him, Raynare and Kalawarner behind him, both dressed in beautiful formal kimonos.

They both had their hair styled into ponytails, and groomed themselves for the occasion. Azazel knew how much of a traditionalist Daisuke was, and knew for a fact he'd be thrilled to see this.

"Looking real nice Indra. Daisuke will be happy." He said, getting Indra to quirk his lips into a small smirk

All of the heads of the factions were here, but Azazel insisted on waiting for Daisuke. So for now, everyone was getting along until he arrived.

Indra saw Akeno sitting with Rias by one of the windows and headed over to greet her. The ravenette immediately smiled at his presence, and complimented him on his appearance.

"You could have at least told me that we were allowed to play dress-up." She said playfully.

Indra rolled his eyes, before he gave her a loving hug. Akeno returned the gesture and pecked him on the cheek.

"You look nice Indra." Rias said.

Indra nodded in thanks. "You look splendid as always Rias." He returned. This made Rias flush and rub the back of her head, chuckling with an embarrassed smile.

"Y-Yes, thank you."

Azazel heard and called out to his young commander.

"Making moves on an heiress already, huh Indra? I never took you as the type to rub elbows with high society." He said with a wide smile, making Sirzechs chuckle with him. In return, Indra rolled his eyes.

"It is good to see you again Indra. I hope these passed few days have been easy on you." Sirzechs said, approaching the young heir and holding out his hand. Indra shook the current Lucifer's hand and gave him a respectful nod.

"They have." He replied.

Everyone was settled in. The four Satans, Sirzechs, Ajuka, Serafall, and Falbium were all present. Michael and Gabriel represented Heaven. Azazel only brought himself to represent thr Grigori.

"Just how late is this guy?" Falbium asked.

Azazel only chuckled. "Daisuke likes to be prepared, he'll be here."

"It will certainly be good to see him again." Sirzechs commented.

Seeing as how the other three had yet to actually meet Indra's godfather, they could only make assumptions based on Sirzechs' own opinion. If he thought that this man was someone friendly or to be respected, then they would give him the benefit of the doubt.

*Knock!* *Knock!*

"Ah! There he is." Azazel as he moved to open the door.

When he did, he was met with a familiar blue eyed stare. He was immediately given a brief one armed hug by the younger warrior. Yume gave Azazel a kiss on the cheek in greeting as she came in behind her husband.

"Good to have you both here." He said.

"Likewise Azazel. It's been a while." Daisuke replied, quickly surveying the room. Swifty done with his observation, he nodded. He smiled as his eyes locked onto Raynare, and the younger woman froze.

"Ah, Yume, there's our new family member." He said, getting everyone's attention.

Yume put a hand over her mouth to hide the growing smile. She watched with amusement as Daisuke wrapped the young fallen angel in a hug that was so strong, that everyone that was close to her heard many of her bones pop. After the clan head was done with her, Yume moved over to her, and gave her a much softer embrace.

"Welcome to the family dear." She said, getting a blush out of her.

"Th-Thank you, Yume." Raynare replied.

"Raynare Kaneshiro... I like the sound of that!" Daisuke mused aloud, causing the already flustered young woman to hide her face in her palms.

"What do you think Yume?" He asked.

Azazel, along with the other factions leaders watched the scene with amusement. Azazel felt proud of his youngest lieutenant. But, there were more pressing matters to attend to, as much as he wanted to keep watching the family.

"I apologize to cut the family time short, but we have business to attend to Daisuke." He said, getting his younger friend to stop with his antics.

"Yes, you're right old friend. As much as I want to properly welcome our newest member to the family, we do have much more pressing matters on our hands." Daisuke let up on his actions and moved towards the table where the leaders were all gathered.

"Hello to you all. My name is Daisuke Kaneshiro, a pleasure to meet you." He greeted.

"Now let's started." Azazel said, stepping by his friend.

"We're all here to discuss the actions of my old subordinate, Kokabiel." As Azazel said that, he could make out Daisuke cursing under his breath.

'He's lucky it was Yume that got to him, otherwise I would pulled his wings through his bowels...' He thought angrily.

"After having Kokabiel locked away in one of the oldest prisons known to us, we were able to get some information out of him. Apparently, he was working for someone. A group called the Khaos Brigade." He said, getting questioning looks directed at him.

"The Khaos Brigade sounds just like their name implies. They're a group dedicated to destroying whatever peace we have left. So, I propose a truce between the factions." Azazel said bluntly, making Daisuke chuckle.

"You haven't changed a bit Azazel." The younger warrior said.

"Of course not. Why would I?" The Governer General replied.

Azazel looked at the other leaders, and saw that they were all considering the proposal.

"We have been wary of each other for centuries now. I believe this may just be the turning point." Sirzechs started.

"I have to agree." Serafall commented.

"I too agree with this proposal." Ajuka stated.

"We're all in favor of peace." Falbium said.

Michael and Gabriel seemed elated, and agreed with the proposal as well.

"Then everyone is in favor of peace, and we can end this ridiculous conflict." Daisuke commented.

Azael then remembered that his old friend wanted to deliver news of his own. "Daisuke, you can take the spotlight from here if you wish."

The grey haired man smiled and cleared his throat. "Now, I'd like to address something else here as well. Mainly, why my clan has kept itself in the dark for so long." He said, getting everyone to listen.

"The Kaneshiro clan used to be a neutral party when factions and politics were concerned. However, as the Great War came to be, and pass, our clan has been linked with the Grigori for some time now. You could say that our alliance was merely to guarentee the safety of my fellow clansmen and women, but as things began to settle, we became much closer in term of friendship. Since then, Azazel and I have kept things in check. We agreed to keep my clan's involvement as secluded as possible, seeing as how we are a warrior clan, many would start to seek us out, and that would lead to problems."

Sirzechs could see that. After all, a clan of warriors on their own was definitely something the elders would want to keep tabs on.

Serafall however seemed to be quite intriqued, as did Ajuka. Falbium looked bored, but kept the information in mind. Daisuke had said his peace, so he was waiting patiently for any feedback. When the room remained quiet, he smiled and gave thanks to everyone, before setting his attention back on Raynare.

"Now Indra, Raynare, we need to think of a way to celebrate this joyous occasion. Would you like to have an official bonding ceremony now, or wait for a later time? Yume and I can make the arrangements." Daisuke said, an eager smile on his features.

Indra looked at his lover, seeing what she wanted to do.

"I..." The raven haired angel hesitated.

The three waited patiently as Raynare thought about it. It seemed a bit fast to have a celebration, but she knew well that Daisuke was also a little bit of a traditional man. She specifically remembered Yume telling her when she and Kalawarenr had visited the clan compound with Indra two months ago.

(Flashback)

"Yume, what exactly is this here?" Raynare asked, seeing what looked like a ceremonial setup outside in the back of the main house.

The Kaneshiro matriach smiled and said, "That is the setup for the bonding ceremony."

Raynare and Kalawarner both gave her curious looks. Seeing an explanation was due, Yume had them sit down with her, serving tea as she did so.

"You see ladies, when one, or two members of our clan take to a partner that they are dearly attached to, we have a ceremony that officially makes them a bonded couple. Then, if one of the two is an outsider, they are welcomed into the clan as one of us." She smiled.

Raynare and Kalawarner had mild blushes on their faces, already thinking of the day when they would take Indra's surname.

Yume held a hand over mouth to suppress the giggle that attempted to escape. "I look forward to the day you become one of us." She said with a motherly tone.

(Flashback End)

Raynare looked Daisuke square in the eyes. She had her answer.

"I want to hold the cereony immediately." She said.

Daisuke couldn't have been a happier man. He grabbed Indra and Raynare in a fatherly hug, his arms hanging over their shoulders like they were his own children.

"Today, is truly a day to be remembered." He said, smiling widely.

He instantly turned around to look at the rest of the occupants in the room, and they all had a very good idea of what was going to come out of his mouth next.

"Azazel, I expect to see you at the compound when it is time." He gave a smile to Sirzechs, who couldn't help but feel honored that he was being invited.

"Sirzechs Lucifer, it would do my wife and I a great honor if you could attend our godson's ceremony." He said.

The red haired Satan smiled, holding out his hand for a formal shake.

"I would be more than delighted to attend." He replied.

"Hey! I wanna see the wedding too!" Serafall piped in, making Sona blush, holding her face in her palms.

"I apologize sir for her rudeness." Sona said, getting herself under control.

Daisuke waved a hand casually. "There is no offence taken. I'm glad that you're eager Serafall Leviathan"

"I handle foreign affairs down in the underworld, so this a great time to learn more about your way of life." The small Satan added.

Daisuke leaned close to Yume and whispered in her ear, "I want this one in our family too." Yume only giggled, but couldn't help but agree with her husband. Maybe Indra could put his charms to work again.

Daisuke looked at Michael and Gabriel, and they were more than delighted. "Of course we will attend. We would be happy to see two who love each other be united." The leader of Heaven said.

"Then it is official." Daisuke looked down at his wife. "Yume, if you would kindly, please have our best men and women put together the ceremony. I will stay here with Indra a while longer." He requested.

Yume gave him a kiss on the cheek, before stepping away. She moved toward Indra and gave the boy one more hug before her departure.

"I'll see you soon sweetie. Take care Indra." She said, before a white circle appeared beneath her feet, and she vanished from the room.

Indra made a mental note to bring the rest of his tenants to the ceremony. It would do well to have them get familiar with some of the traditions before they themselves were taken into the clan as well.

The atmosphere was shrouded in happiness, that is, until Daisuke narrowed his eyes, getting Azazel alert as well.

A loud booming sound shook the ground outside, and Daisuke was far from happy with what just happened. The warrior moved towards the wall, ignoring the looks of confusion and panic.

"Who dares..." He said, rearing his fist back, and slinging it forward with force.

The wall stood no chance as his fist burst through. and turned the wood into small chips that crunched under his feet.

"WHO DARES TO RUIN SUCH A GLORIOUS DAY!" He yelled, rage dripping like venom from his voice.

I'm not dead yet folks! I'm still alive and kicking.

So, time for the news, like always. First things first, let's get this one out of the way. I've signed up to join the armed forces, specifically, the air force. I won't give you a life story, but I do have a history of family who have been part of the branch at some points.

What this means is that, I have about a month and a half at most before I ship out for basic training (I ship out on the 10th of December). So, I'll be trying to write a bit more before that time. Yes, updates will be slow still, but I'll be putting in the work when I can. I have meetings, and days that I train to get myself into a shape a little.

As for what I'll be doing doing the time I'm away? Well I know I won't have access to my own personal things for a while, so the only thing I'll have to write with whenever I have free time, is my phone. It won't be the best way, I admit it, but with this option I can still keep tabs on my work while I'm in school and traveling around to do my work.

Now, I think that's all for my personal stuff.

I hope you guys liked this chapter. I know it seemed a bit jumbled, but this is how it was intended, I assure you. Indra and Raynare will have a ceremony that is essentially similar to a regular formal wedding, but with my own personal spice added into it.

And that's all for now. I need to get to work on my other stories when I can, don't want my readers to think I've left them in the dust. I'll see you all in the next update.