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With the Celestial angels having made their appearance, the knight genuinely couldn't be sure if now were a good time for Beelzebub to leave or not. That he can and also seems eager brings a brightness to Galahad's demeanor. Bringing the angel to the house of du Lac is the first true step to the entire process of introducing him to the Court of Camelot and offering him as a marriage prospect to the future king, so the importance can't be understated.

"What about two days from now? The door to Albion only moves once every two weeks, so we'll be able to find it easily."

Beelzebub, despite is continued though reducing discomfort with being female, is curious about the world where Galahad lives. He knows it isn't his Earth and wonders about the difference.

"That will be enough time." Beelzebub does have some things to get into order before leaving. "Your door moves?"

That is a surprise to the angel. Theirs has never moved from where it emerged.

"Aye. It's why I always have to plan when I go back and when I return carefully," the knight explains. "It likes to appear in the castle town more often than not, but once every few months it will always bring the traveler to one of the forests in Albion." Which proved rather surprising and a bit inconvenient until the knight learned how to track when the door was likely to appear far outside Camelot.

"Once it brought me to an unfriendly camp, so 'tis important we choose our traveling week wisely." Which, he's pretty sure this week is okay, and even if it isn't, both of them will be there to face whatever kind of possible confrontation might happen should they intrude upon a camp or town that's enemy to Arthur.

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"I didn't know the portals shifted around." Beelzebub hadn't considered the nature of other people's portals. Instead he assumed they were more or less reasonably similar and stable. The idea that theirs might shift and lead to somewhere outside of Chaos where God or Michael could discover this place had Beelzebub frowning deeply.

He's ready to travel either way. He has a good sense of direction and if it is truly a very Christian place, Camelot should be easy for him to navigate towards. "I should learn this pattern too so we don't arouse suspicion."

And by we, he meant the other angels. It was possible others would come or need to find him in a hurry. He hoped that wouldn't be the case but you never know.

"I can show you the records I've kept." It took a while to get enough data to pull them together, but Galahad feels confident about the conclusions he's drawn since. "But I know the day we travel will have us fall within a few miles of the castle town of Camelot. 'Tis about two day's travel from there by horse to Castle Corbenic," he explains. Beelzebub could get them there instantly, of course, but if asked the knight would say that that it could be helpful for them to arrive in a more predictable way-- to start, anyway. His mother and father know he has a prospect who is powerful beyond human imagining, but the full details of the scope of Beelzebub's past and abilities aren't known to them yet.

Explaining even that much took finesse that the knight doesn't have in spades, so he truly can't predict how further conversations of that kind will go once they arrive. He has high hopes, though.

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Beelzebub waved off the offer. "I don't need them. Do many of the portals move?"

He felt the need to tell Lucifer of this immediately. What if theirs moved where God could access it? He didn't let that linger but it was enough to bring him full sober and get his attention. Even so, he is excited to be finally moving forward with their plans. It is enough to elicit a strong hug from the angel.

"Would it be appropriate to bring a gift for your family?" He's not sure about their world but in Greece any visitation would have gifts of hospitality. Beelzebub has little other experience with visiting nobility of other human cultures, aside from some very tribal Germans and Celts which probably wouldn't apply to a family in a castle.

"I have heard a few people mention it, but I don't think it common." Knowing Beelzebub and the angels' continuous concern about God's intrusion as intimately as he does, it doesn't take a huge leap for Galahad to guess why this new information is holding the angel's attention. He lays a soft touch on the other man's arm. "Are you going to try and safeguard your door to keep it in place?"

The question about gifts is a good one. It's too early for Beelzebub to offer some sort of dowry (which is an ironic enough thought in itself for the knight, when the angels have the status and power they do), but he knows his parents would appreciate a gift greatly. The big hug that Beelzebub wraps him up in brings a grin to Galahad's face, and also gives him a moment to really consider the question. When he parts from their embrace, his expression is almost comically pensive. "A gift of food or ale would please my father well. Castle Corbenic lies far to the north of Albion, and a cache of fish is a rare thing to come by around this time of year." Galahad smiles slightly at the thought. Although Lancelet is an important knight, his appetites have always been simple in all ways except music ~~and lovers~~. "The Nexus market would have much that would impress anyone from Albion. My kin also love music; My father used to play the lyre."

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"I will have to talk to my brothers before leaving." Beelzebub didn't know how long that would take but the safety of the Nexus had to come before their trip. However, Belial would likely have ideas about how to fix the portal in place before he even finished explaining the problem.

Beelzebub listens closely to the list but his mind is working on the possibilities. "Why would I go to the market? Everyone in my family are craftsmen."

He would have to make the requests tonight, but he had a list. His mind is on what to bring along. "I should have an entourage? A guard and a lady in waiting? Do I need anything else?"

Beelzebub is lost in deep thought, partially because this is sort of sudden but he's excited.

"If there's no time to catch fresh game or fish, or if it's still too cold outside, it may be well to pay a visit?" But it's up to Beelzebub, of course, and it sounds like the angel has other ideas for gifts for his father and mother. Galahad's sure that whatever Beelzebub decides upon, it'll end up remarkable and well-suited, as the gifts the angel's given him personally have always seemed to be.

"Aye, House Corbenic will welcome any you wish to accompany you. There's plenty of rooms large enough to house angels comfortably-- I'll send word for them to have backless furniture prepared in the rooms, too." He smiles at the angel, giving Beelzebub's forearm a gentle rub with his thumb, as he watches the gears turn in the other man's mind. "Who are you thinking of asking to come along? Abigor?" he supposes.

"I have ideas." That was all Beelzebub was going to say about the gifts but the grin is a happy and playful one. The angel, among other things, has always been a good giver of gifts.

"They will be appreciated, but backs are fine if there are no arms on the chairs." Beelzebub didn't want to be too much of a burden on the family. The angels could accommodate whatever was provided and it might seem strange to put a princess on a stool. Social specifics are still things he is learning.

"Abigor." Beelzebub nodded but then realized that Abigor would probably be seen as a male since they dressed as a knight for official business. "Phenex, for a lady in waiting? Their understanding of history and social grace may be of use. I think Phenex would be excited to recite stories in Camelot."

"It's no trouble, truly. My family lives far enough in the north that the castle isn't graced by guests often. My mother would be well pleased by the chance to care for you all." He'll have to remember to send a message soon, but that's easy enough to take care of when there are still a few days left to prepare.

"Aye, my father would well like that, too." Galahad's smile brightens, as he finds himself getting even more excited about the idea. There may still be the inevitable culture clashes to manage, but the more they talk about preparations to leave, the more optimistic the knight feels. "He has a liking for storytelling and singing, himself."

After a moment of happy silence passes, Galahad grins and reaches out to slip his arms around Beelzebub to give him an eager squeeze. "This will go well. I know it."

"Do you have a messenger to send?" Beelzebub thought about this if only because Lucifer was always sending arrival messages. They could dispatch Azazael if needed for convenience.

"Phenex has been our historian since they were created. The only one who knows more about the angels is Belial." This was definitely a good choice now that Galahad has confirmed the choice. Beelzebub returns the squeeze with a laugh. "We will make this work. I should take care of my duties and speak with Lucifer."

"Albion's door will open in the castle town for a few days, so there should be enough time to send a rider."

When they pull apart, Galahad reaches to take Beelzebub's face in his hands and press a happy, and excited kiss to his lips. "Aye. And I'll take care of things on my end too. Take all the time you need to prepare."

"We have messengers if you are concerned about time." He's simply offering because he knew that this meeting had, on and off, caused the knight stress.

Beelzebub lingered in the kiss a little longer before letting his love get away. "I will not need long."

The angel is caught up in the excitement too, even if he is not looking forward to dresses.

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