Luckily for Luciana, it was the free hour at the Cathedral and not a time of prayer; if it were, Gideon might have banned her from ever stepping foot in the place again. As it was, he merely came out of one of the side halls, dressed in his formal robes for services, having just finished one twenty minutes ago and gotten caught up before he could change.
"Gods, Luciana, why don't you just tell everyone in Stormbreak?" He grumbled, footsteps echoing throughout the usually silent temple as he came over to her, clearly annoyed. For an Order meant to honour and promote the Old Gods, there sure were some disrespectful members.
Still, he was interested in what she was unwrapping on the pew: if he had guessed right, it was something he'd been waiting for for a while. With a sigh, he ran a hand down his face. "...Thank you for the order, though. Very swift, as always."
"Gods, Luciana, why don't you just tell everyone in Stormbreak?" He grumbled, footsteps echoing throughout the usually silent temple as he came over to her, clearly annoyed. For an Order meant to honour and promote the Old Gods, there sure were some disrespectful members.
Still, he was interested in what she was unwrapping on the pew: if he had guessed right, it was something he'd been waiting for for a while. With a sigh, he ran a hand down his face. "...Thank you for the order, though. Very swift, as always."
GIDEON
You claim to be virtuous, but you're a liar
And you'll feel the heat of the flames
And you'll feel the heat of the flames
