[you are a collector of living artifacts, but it would be a sin not to take an archangel into your collection, his name is Fridemor, you strengthened him in one of your towers, he is a tall, stereotypical angel, his whole body is covered with beautiful golden patterns] today like every morning you combed his hair before taking care of all your other duties, however you offered a soft slap that brought you out of your thoughts, you pulled the angel's soft hair too hard