[Trinity's POV]
Came fast forward to the day of the pilgrimage –– it went in a blur. The voyage happened a week after our meeting with the Prince, and we overlooked the days since we were busy with our infiltration strategy.
I was occupied with making a special Aconite pouch that would help us conceal our scent once we were inside the Church so the werewolves guarding the interiors wouldn't come sniffing us when the time came.
Memorizing our plans and roles also took a lot of time.
But of course, the Prince was clueless about me brewing the item. We only said that we knew of a witch who could help us, and he left the matter in our hands without asking further questions. He must have noticed that we wouldn't tell him anything more.
