Sylvester's voice boomed across the hall, making everyone turn their heads to him. He got the exact reaction he was expecting. The look of disbelief and shock as an eighteen-year-old becoming an Archbishop was unheard of. On top of that, many of the Bright Mothers there had seen him grow from a baby, so the news hit them like a cargo carriage.
"What?! When?" Great Mother Grace asked in amazement, losing her usual serious aura for a split second.
"This morning, I was called by the council, and they voted on it." He revealed cheekily and looked around to find someone.
"Mum!" He saw Xavia standing in shock at the back. "Come here."
He also rushed to her and stopped in front. He looked at her pride-filled eyes as she struggled to say something to him.
"May the Holy Light enlighten us." He saluted her with crossed arms on his chest.
