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"I would have that someone be you."
Ingrid took a step back and nearly sent her armful of candles tumbling into the snow. She juggled them frantically, but when none went overboard, she stilled. Whew.
"W-what? I mean, yes. YES. Fuck yeah."
Suck it, world! I finally made Seer! Well, not exactly, but "High Priestess" is good enough for me.
She stepped towards Neron. "So, what's in the job description? Am I just supposed to be an important priestess, or do you literally mean high priestess? Because I can get crossed more if that's what it takes," she said, grinning. It seemed Zariah wasn't the only Launceleyn who could flip Ingrid's opinion.
