—Sir Klin. May peace be with your Temple, Goldia. I won’t take up any more of your time than necessary. I’ve come only to seek an audience with His Holiness after morning service.
- Again... - Goldia covered her ears with her hands as the sword fell on the stone floor. - Your Holiness, this is Sir Klin, he is here on the same matter.
- Thank you, Goldia. - Dismissing his sister with a glance, he invites the guest to sit opposite him. - Welcome, Klin.