"...This is so... irritating," I mutter angrily, throwing a wine glass to the floor in disgust. The glass shatters, scattering shards and wine across the floor as I look at the mess with displeasure.
"Q-Qyraen-sama, d-do you need anything?" An angel girl speaks to me uncomfortably, bowing. I notice her wings trembling with fear.
"Yes, I need you to fetch Raguion. He should be just a few rooms away," I say disinterestedly, running my hand through my hair in anger over those filthy beings from the demon continent.
"R-Right away." She practically runs out of the room as I open the system, looking at my general status and the general status of my husband, who is my dear older brother.
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Name: Qyraen Gabriella Radkiell
Race: True Ancestral Angel
Title: Queen of Angels
