"What is happening to the saintess?" One of the three high priests, Odeas, had his forehead creased and hands clasped as he prayed just a while ago.
He had been pacing inside the room a few minutes ago. He was restless as he didn't even know what to do.
This was the first time their appointed saint had been sleeping so long because of the prophecy their god had bestowed. Did something happen?
"Maybe our lord is taking his time. Perhaps he wanted to watch us over and warn us of the impending danger because of what happened to the emperor.
This time, we need to have faith that he will deliver us from all of the impending doom. We are his sons," Matthias uttered, trying to lift the heavy atmosphere that was surrounding them.
"This is ominous!" Judas contradicted.
"Hush down!" Both of the two priests said in unison as they did not want to entertain that thought.
