☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- Thank you for that, abbot. I... I've understood a lot, - replies the myco with a slightly trembling voice. After everything that was said, she felt like an absolute nobody, and not at all because of the insults she received here. - Do you believe in fate? I don't really, but... perhaps it had a hand in our meeting, precisely for this reason.
Swallowing the lump in her throat and not having the strength to look the priest in the face, she gives a sad, farewell bow, then pulls Edglord by the sleeve:
- Let's go. Let's not bother the holy father any longer.