Both of the High Priestess' brows arched up in disbelief. She didn't anticipate that Mora would be caught this quick. Hasn't it just been merely weeks since Aleksander and the human slave sat at the throne?
High Priestess Naya grabbed the side of her robes and clenched them in anger. She could feel her sharp nails dig into the inside of her palms despite the fabric in between. Her electric blue eyes turned to the maidservant – she was clearly displeased.
'How could Mora be so careless?!' she then glared at the priest behind her.
"That man is the traitor," Cordelia spoke with bravery, her voice clear and unwavering despite the daggers that High Priestess Naya sent her way.
"Preposterous! You spew lies from your filthy mouth, woman!" Priest Mora vehemently denied Cordelia's claims. He turned to the High Priestess, his eyes pleading her to defend him, "Your holiness, High Priestess, she is telling lies!"
