Fingers toiled with the Cirilium Root. The vibrant orange color had always been off-putting as she casually placed it down on the table, she flipped a page in her book. Recently, Lumielle had been studying alchemy. Secretly concocting poisons in her efforts to protect herself.
Alas, she knew better than to create anything devious with Sebastian watching her. It would raise questions she couldn't answer.
"Princess," Evangeline beckoned as she sighed. She had spent too much time trying to perfect the potion. It would do well to leave it be, at least for now.
Looking at the newspaper, Lumielle let out a slight exhale. Would things continue to fall as they did in the first timeline? The coming of the new head of the Church would be a reliable narrative to follow. In the past, Lumielle had been able to keep concise connections with the Church. Fattening their pockets and deepening their ties to sin.
It would be nice if the same man was placed as Archbishop. She knew what he liked.
