Zeph found himself pressed firmly into the mattress by the combined weight of Siael and Krynienne, not that they were heavy in the slightest. As they lay on top of him, each taking up a side, they created a canopy with their wings forming a strange looking combination of feathers and thin scaley leather.
While many claim to have a little angel sitting on one shoulder and a little demon lounging on the other, that both tried to influence their actions, Zeph had that combination lying on him in the bed. They were not trying to influence him in any way, they were doing something that seemed unimaginable. They were praying together with him.
Stanger still the Lilin was praying for the little angel and the little angel was praying for her, while the human man that was holding them both inside the wing tent was lifting both their names to the heavens.