What was the amazement of the monarch when, a few years after the prediction, his dissolute nephew, Crown Prince Arlow, presented to the court a dark-haired boy with expressive eyes, whom he publicly called a celestial and his spouse.
Eriolan was dismayed and crushed by the fact that his holy envoy was defamed by same-sex marriage. This was not how he imagined their meeting, but there was nowhere to go: no doubt, Ray is the same boy he had been waiting for for so many years. His high vibes of essence were exceptionally pleasant, which only pure souls have. The living angel pierced his heart through with his penetrating energy, and after a personal conversation with the young man, the King was convinced of his special origin. The title of a duke and a personal estate are for the use of a young celestial! What else could he do for him?
Eriolan could not help speaking negatively with the crown prince, expressing annoyance and disappointment.
The bitter moments were smoothed out only by the appearance of a powerful being in his dream, who offered cooperation, which happened for the first time in his whole life.
His burning purple eyes seemed to pierce Eriolan's soul, and a pleasant baritone gently enveloped him in sweet speeches:
"Luminiferous King! My heavenly envoy has come to you... Accept him properly!
"Who you are?"
"Very pleased to introduce myself… Rohenirium! The Overlord of the Warrior Kingdom Amriobraes..."
The handsome, diamond-shape face of a man in a shimmering blue robe was framed by dark hair and a seven-pointed silver tiara.
"Why do I see a dream about you?"
"I am quite real in my fiery world of lesser density and have been watching you for a long time. You wanted to contact the celestials and here is my invitation to participate in their existence."
"What should I do?"
"Give attention to my dearest spouse Ray and take him away from Arlow."
"Are you…really married? How so?"
"What bothers you so much? Is there any barriers to love?"
"I... don't know," - Eriolan replied, confused.
"And now you will know the love of an angel ... and you will feel everything to the depths of your heart ..."
"What? Like this?"
"Ray will enlighten you on this when you are in close contact ..."
"What are you talking about?"
"Hmm… you are so easily embarrassed! Trust me and serve. In return, you will experience something incredible, you need it… Do you want to become Immortal in spirit with continuous consciousness?"
"Yes! Is this possible for me?" — Eriolan was excited.
"Certainly! Let's conclude an agreement: I am your mentor for eternal life, and you follow my orders and instructions ..."
The king immediately agreed and a fiery spear pierced his spiritual core, leaving a brand in the form of a seven-rayed diadem.
He woke up with a pain in his heart and from that day on he began to clearly hear the voice of his mentor.
"My dear friend… take seriously everything I ask. Visit Ray in the new house you granted him..."
"Do I need to say something to him?"
"Yes, come there and talk on free topics. Make friends with him unobtrusively."
"But what about Arlow? He'll get me out of there."
"Now he's not there, Ray is alone at home."