The doors at the end of the private corridor swung open without a sound, revealing the inner sanctum of the Grand Temple.
They were finally meeting the High Priest.
Standing near a high altar framed by sunlight streaming through stained glass, the High Priest turned to greet them. He wore white robes trimmed with silver thread, his face was lined with age but softened by a warm, welcoming expression as he stepped forward, his simple ceremonial shoes making barely a sound against the floor.
"May the light rest gently upon your shoulders," the High Priest said, his voice deep, resonant, and calm. "I am truly delighted to see that you both decided to accept my invitation today, and that you brought Lady Marielle along as well."
