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It has been a couple of months now since the wedding, since the revelation about Jovah. Isabella has been busy. She is not as overt as some of her counterparts. It is not now impossible on Samaria to commit crimes of violence, for example - although anyone who gets going with one will tend to feel a sensation of being watched, and this is enough to noticeably ding reports of such misbehavior.
She's been noticed.
Linus has been calling all of the changes, collectively - because once one or two got overt attention the others were plain as day - "Jovah's hand moving among us".
Isabella is all right with the ship getting credit for her handiwork. It will be more accepted that way. No one riots over the god choosing to peer closely at them if they raise their hands to strike; no one theorizes about the appropriateness of meddling in the natural processes of things like childbirth when they believe Jovah is the active party.
Meanwhile she shadows Delilah. She makes routine visits to Monteverde to talk with Linus about this or that. (She can bring Micaiah, now that they're married.)
She gets steadily more pregnant. The heaviness is no burden to an angel, but it is somewhat physically awkward to be so bulky. She works around it. She's going to have a baby, and she just glows with it.
And, one day, for the first time since before the wedding, she finds Milliways in her and Micaiah's guest room in Monteverde.
"Oh, here it is, I was wondering when it would come by again," Isabella says.
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"I'm not sure I want to imagine that. But the Joker has made several and Stella wrote that she intended to see about her Alice and the staff mints."
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"We hardly ever get even evils that way, let alone the next thing up," Isabella points out.
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"All right. I'll try to sing especially prettily," says Isabella, kissing his forehead.
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The rest of that visit to Milliways goes predictably.
The Gathering on Ysral - not the first to be attended by an angel, but the first to be attended by more than one - also goes predictably.
The Gloria goes predictably as well, with much lovely singing by this angel choir and that soloist and this orchestra (and of course Linus and his angelica Naomi). The children's choir that Nathaniel belongs to is featured.
As soon as the last note of the Gloria is sung, it is officially disbanded.
The Gathering on Ysral - not the first to be attended by an angel, but the first to be attended by more than one - also goes predictably.
The Gloria goes predictably as well, with much lovely singing by this angel choir and that soloist and this orchestra (and of course Linus and his angelica Naomi). The children's choir that Nathaniel belongs to is featured.
As soon as the last note of the Gloria is sung, it is officially disbanded.
"Hello," he says in that soft voice of his, emerging reluctantly from behind the table that wasn't really hiding him in the first place.
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"I think so too. It's my favorite time of year. Did you want to talk to me about something?" she asks, getting up to push open the door that will lead from this part of the Eyrie pavilion to the next. They haven't left the Plain of Sharon yet.
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Isabella looks.
She sighs. "This is called Milliways. It's a restaurant. We can go in, if you like."
She sighs. "This is called Milliways. It's a restaurant. We can go in, if you like."
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"It's a magical restaurant," she says, because it's probably better to tell him that now than when someone he recognizes turns out to be someone he doesn't expect, or until Bar appears food. "It connects a lot of different worlds together. Sometimes different worlds have the same sorts of people in them, so you might see someone who looks like somebody you know, including me, or Micaiah."
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Why, look! It is someone who looks like Isabella! She is holding hands with a girl.
"Is she one of the same sorts of people?" he asks softly, glancing between the stranger and Isabella.
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"Yes. That's Shell Bell and her girlfriend Sherlock. In here we have nicknames, since our real names are all a lot alike, and that's hers. I just go by Angela," says Angela. "Hello, Shell Bell! Hi, Sherlock!"