-Westway Island, Boundary Sea-
"Sit down," Andras quietly ordered.
It was a good thing he was still supporting the Angel by his arms because he immediately pitched forward. "That's not what I said, Your Highness-"
"You know, I don't think you have ever said my name," Reqiel suddenly said, sounding lucid. "...I wonder if my mother named me…" He mumbled indistinctly.
Andras didn't say a word to that, physically pushing him down to the sand, knowing that it would help him stop feeling like the world was spinning. He didn't expect the Angel to latch onto his arm and pull him to the ground as well.
Although he was caught off guard, if he hadn't wanted to go with Angel's whims, Reqiel wouldn't have been able to pull him down. He sat on the cool sand, raising a curious brow when the Angel half climbed on his legs.
"So say my name," Reqiel said seriously, his pupils dilated in the distant lights of the festivities, making his deep blue eyes appear darker.
