After the last drops of tea were finished and the soft clink of porcelain faded into the quiet morning air, Evaya rose from her seat and gave a gentle stretch, her hands settling on her hips as she turned toward the lounging High Priestess.
"You've stalled long enough. Your duties aren't going to perform themselves."
She said firmly.
Jenna groaned, dramatically throwing her head back against the cushion.
"Can't we pretend I've already done them? Just for one day?"
"No. Get changed. Now."
Evaya said flatly.
High Priestess Jenna pouted but stood with a sigh, disappearing into her private chambers.
The moment she vanished, Evaya muttered something under her breath—likely a prayer for patience—and moved to straighten the cushions Jenna had just vacated.
When the priestess returned, the atmosphere in the room shifted entirely.
Kana's eyes widened the moment she saw her.
