"Time is of the essence, Knight Kalver...will you accept the blessings of this priestess?" Knight Bolev pressed in his characteristic chilling cold tone.
Weylyn passed him a glare, it was obvious to her that Knight Bolev would not keep his nose out of her business and she would have to get accustomed to it.
Weylyn decided against replying, it was inappropriate to exchange words with Knight Bolev before so many eyes, besides Weylyn could not be bothered to say anymore than she had said previously.
She was never one to speak too many words, she had made her stance clear to Knight Bolev previously and if he insisted on a discord...it could only be so.
Weylyn reverted her gaze back to the junior priestess standing before her, the smile set on her lips displeased Weylyn greatly,
As though the priestess knew for certain that Weylyn would be left with no choice but to bond with her in Rekya's absence.
