For A Thousand Years Part 9
Crowley had actually gotten quite a long time with Aurelius in the grand scheme of things. Aurelius had lived to nearly 80 years old. It was more than Crowley could have hoped for. They had been so very happy together. Everything was wonderful until the very end.
Hell was starting to get a bit antsy when it came to Crowley spending time with humans. It had been tolerated at first but it was starting to get in the way of his actual demonic duties. He had to appease them for a while before he could spend time with his angel again. It was five hundred years before he decided to go looking for Aziraphale. Hell was happy that he had been back to work and would leave him alone for a little bit.
Of course his angel was a knight. That didn't surprise him at all. He was noble and brave and kind and just wonderful. And Crowley knew what he would need to do to get his angel's attention. Though the man didn't know he was an angel just yet.
Crowley's hair was very long, down to below his waist. It was pulled back into an intricate braid. A beautiful black dress that was tight from the waist up and flowing from the waist down. She wore just enough jewelry to let it be known that she was noble but not enough to make herself out to be royalty. She didn't want to draw the wrong attention.
"Are you in need of assitance, m'lady?" The man known as Agravain asked. Crowley gave a deep curtsey and smiled up at him.
"I am a bit far from my home, I'm afraid." She said as she stood back up straight. She looked him in the eye, which was different than any other woman he'd come across.
"Are you trying to get back to this home of yours?" He almost sounded disappointed as he looked at her. She shook her head and offered him a small smile.
"My father is a very unpleasant man. As is the man he intends me to marry. I am not going back there." She stepped a little closer to him. "Perhaps, kind sir, you could assist me in finding somewhere to live in this wonderful country of yours?" She batted her eyelashes at him.
"I think that could very possibly be arranged." Agravain said with a bow. Crowley moved a bit closer to him.
"Thank you, kind sir." She curtsied again.
"I can take you back to the palace and see if my Lord will give you a room, at least for the night." Agravain offered his arm to the young woman in front of him. She took it and he smiled brightly. The exact same smile.
"I do believe, kind sir, that you are an angel." Crowley looked at him and just watched as everything clicked. This time it didn't take as long as it usually did. Aziraphale reached up and touched Crowley's cheek.
"You are beautiful, my dear." He said. Crowley nuzzled the hand on his cheek.
"Thank you, my love." She smiled up at him.
"And how long has it been this time?" He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb as he looked into her eyes.
"About five hundred years. I had to get back to work for a while." She turned her face to kiss the palm of his hand.
"I'm glad you have a chance to take a break, then." Aziraphale smiled. He wanted to take her into his arms and kiss her with everything that he had. It wouldn't have been proper for the time, though.
"We're going to have to actually get married in this life." Crowley chuckled softly.
"I have no problem with that as all." Aziraphale smiled. This time he did lean in to kiss Crowley lightly on the lips. Crowley sighed happily. He was convinced they would have a long life together, forgetting that his love was a knight and that knights often got called into battle. This time he did manage to get an entire year with Aziraphale before his angel went away to fight and didn't return.
Hell was starting to get a bit antsy when it came to Crowley spending time with humans. It had been tolerated at first but it was starting to get in the way of his actual demonic duties. He had to appease them for a while before he could spend time with his angel again. It was five hundred years before he decided to go looking for Aziraphale. Hell was happy that he had been back to work and would leave him alone for a little bit.
Of course his angel was a knight. That didn't surprise him at all. He was noble and brave and kind and just wonderful. And Crowley knew what he would need to do to get his angel's attention. Though the man didn't know he was an angel just yet.
Crowley's hair was very long, down to below his waist. It was pulled back into an intricate braid. A beautiful black dress that was tight from the waist up and flowing from the waist down. She wore just enough jewelry to let it be known that she was noble but not enough to make herself out to be royalty. She didn't want to draw the wrong attention.
"Are you in need of assitance, m'lady?" The man known as Agravain asked. Crowley gave a deep curtsey and smiled up at him.
"I am a bit far from my home, I'm afraid." She said as she stood back up straight. She looked him in the eye, which was different than any other woman he'd come across.
"Are you trying to get back to this home of yours?" He almost sounded disappointed as he looked at her. She shook her head and offered him a small smile.
"My father is a very unpleasant man. As is the man he intends me to marry. I am not going back there." She stepped a little closer to him. "Perhaps, kind sir, you could assist me in finding somewhere to live in this wonderful country of yours?" She batted her eyelashes at him.
"I think that could very possibly be arranged." Agravain said with a bow. Crowley moved a bit closer to him.
"Thank you, kind sir." She curtsied again.
"I can take you back to the palace and see if my Lord will give you a room, at least for the night." Agravain offered his arm to the young woman in front of him. She took it and he smiled brightly. The exact same smile.
"I do believe, kind sir, that you are an angel." Crowley looked at him and just watched as everything clicked. This time it didn't take as long as it usually did. Aziraphale reached up and touched Crowley's cheek.
"You are beautiful, my dear." He said. Crowley nuzzled the hand on his cheek.
"Thank you, my love." She smiled up at him.
"And how long has it been this time?" He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb as he looked into her eyes.
"About five hundred years. I had to get back to work for a while." She turned her face to kiss the palm of his hand.
"I'm glad you have a chance to take a break, then." Aziraphale smiled. He wanted to take her into his arms and kiss her with everything that he had. It wouldn't have been proper for the time, though.
"We're going to have to actually get married in this life." Crowley chuckled softly.
"I have no problem with that as all." Aziraphale smiled. This time he did lean in to kiss Crowley lightly on the lips. Crowley sighed happily. He was convinced they would have a long life together, forgetting that his love was a knight and that knights often got called into battle. This time he did manage to get an entire year with Aziraphale before his angel went away to fight and didn't return.
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