☀️ Arselia and Akonia

The mercenary priestess had to wait for almost half a year for the right moment to kill this man and loot his fashionable gadgets, and finally, the long-awaited time for revenge has come... But, unfortunately, since he wasn't wearing a coat or suit, there wouldn't be much to loot, so she had to abandon this idea, because killing is a sin when it doesn't bring material gain.
After taking a dozen deep breaths, almost getting dizzy, she smooths her clothes and hair with a trembling hand, shaking off a couple of spiders and pine needles. Raising her fist above the front door, she hesitates and, with horror, sniffs her armpit, but her fears are unfounded - nothing but the scent of perfume and meadow flowers emanates from it, as always.
Knock-knock-knock - her knuckles greet the door.