Nakir
He had watched over Gadrial's progress, she had become the best student as she said that she would.
He had in return taken her back to the heavenly garden to give her flying lessons. Her wings had started to emerge like the first time he had brought her here.
He knew that it would fake time, not every angel's wings emerged at the same time, somewhere late bloomers but in Gadrial's case, she was scared most of the time.
"Gabby! We can not play hide and seek in the rose bushes." Nakir said in a stern voice, "Or we will never get to your flying lessons."
This was their typical day, when they would come to the garden she would run around and hide from him. It was her game to relax from all the hard work that she had put in these last couple of months.
Nakir did not show that he was troubled, the coup was rising against the Creator and they were far from discovering who started it.