It’s not as if I have ever earned my wings back. You know I will not bear them again until I am truly deserving. And to be honest, in a sense, I am waiting for you to tell me if I am worthy of them again, my dear sweetheart. Who better to hear it from than from a true angel above.

But I have a feeling you are all still plotting little works behind the scenes. I have a feeling that Father above is still drawing my path in a particular fashion. I have a feeling…

Be honest with me. Are you all still assigning me duties?

I know guardianship is my nature. And I’ve just been interacting with these worlds the way our kind always would. But occurrences are starting to feel a little too coincidental than just me being at the right place at the right time.

I have a feeling. And with my encounter with the Princess of Haruna, I thought Life was just teasing me once again. But it’s becoming more and more clear that this occurrence was not just Life and her free jolly concoctions. It’s becoming more clear that I was purposely reunited with the young Princess.

You lot think I have forgotten how this all works. You all think you can still govern how I live my time down upon these planes. I hope you had nothing to do with this, my dear sweetheart. If it was just Father above, then so be it. We all know of his ploys. The old soul could never just leave the pieces alone.

And he could never leave me alone, either.

I thought my honours were relinquished long ago. I certainly do not wear my coat down here. And yet, why does it feel like I’ve been moved like his knight upon the board.

She called for me, didn’t she! Maybe not for me specifically, but I can still tell. She was in dire need. And so she hoped for some blessing. For some grace. For light.

My dear Princess Haruna… I feel it clearly from her. The vibrations that need no words. I feel my spirit freely embrace her. Whenever I encounter her now – and I must say that it has become more frequently, mind you – I can feel my grace naturally grant her strength and protection. The way this has all unfolded is much too familiar.

I have been sent to keep her safe.

And Father above, the crafty old soul. He knows I will not refuse the honour. He knows I will not refuse the duty. Especially for her.

When will he leave me alone. I just want to experience the many shades of freedom and exile rife upon these worlds.

Will I never a chance to become lost in the colours? Or am I always bound for this war?

Grant me your blessings, my dear sweetheart.

Don’t think that I am not aware of where you have all placed me. I heard a few whispers from Destiny. And yes, she and I still talk.

I will reclaim those wings when I know I rightfully can.

Not yet.