There was a knock at the door as Samandriel resumed his seat by the window.
“You may come in,” he shouted across the room. When the door opened, he was surprised to find that Castiel entered.
“If I may, Samandriel, I wish to have a word with you.”
“Yes, my Lord. Anything you wish.”
Castiel stood in front of him, arms folded, his legs stiff and straight
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