“As you say.” He replied without hesitation, the mantle falling easily across his shoulders the moment she spoke it. A spirit dedicated to the devotion of the artist, a power from on high...

He came to a decision then, reaching out to rest his hands on her shoulders.

“From now on, I am your angel.” He assured her. “And I will defy the will of your god and any other if they deem you unfit to sing...together, child, we will show the world true music—borne upon your tongue.”