IN WHICH ONLY A PART OF HIM LIKES OPHELIA
Now Nicholas did not like his choice of words. "No one talks about my Ophelia like that." He took a deep breath and like before when he had left the inner him standing while he went to seat, he focused his mind on it and said to the evil one. "Let the Lady go right now." The command in his voice was strong but the eternal wing was stronger. He could hear Phantasy squeaking or probably trying to get something out of her mouth or even breath. "Let her go right now!" He bellowed at himself.
'You heard what he said. Dont be so stubborn.'the otehr eternal whispered.
As if it wanted to show Nichoals tjat he was also in charge, it squeezed Phanatu and made the younady groan beforebrelasing Hermione letting her fall to the floor. Annoyed he couldnot even hit his won wings so he quickly turned around and helped Phansty up.
"Ophelia get her angels software." He asks an Sraaphienwho normally woudlnt ne nice to Ojanaty was quick to bring the glass. "I am so sorry."