[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Heart Kingdom]
[Pulchritudo]
"Apologies for keeping you waiting." Pastor Nicholas spoke with the same gentle warm tone as before, his smile never wavering. By now they had all gathered around a small round wooden table tucked away in a quieter corner of the old church.
Nicholas sat opposite Mikoto, his posture relaxed despite the long day he had clearly endured.
Catherine remained respectfully behind the pastor, her hands folded neatly before her. Robert stood behind Mikoto with his arms loosely folded, content to simply observe.
"Please don't trouble yourself over it, Father."
Robert almost sighed; there it was again.
That voice.
Mikoto's tone had shifted so naturally that it almost felt like he had become another person entirely. It was calm and gentle—soft enough that every word seemed to come comfortably.
It suited a face as beautiful as his almost unnaturally well.
