The cardinal stared flatly at the bishop. A foolish teammate was forever more deadly than a capable opponent.
"Get out."
"Your Holiness…"
"Get. Out."
The man walked out of the room, head hanging. Naturally, it was best if he actually attacked Savine, but this was fine as well. There was a threat of an attack, that wasn't as bad, but it was still something.
As she expected, the pope got up from his seat and bowed towards Savine sincerely.
"I apologize for the unsightly scene."
Savine did not care for apologies, she only wondered what the pope would offer.
"The Head Temple will protect you," the pope continued. "I promise you on my title that no matter the circumstances we will help you to stay untouched by others. My cardinal has misspoken, I hope you forgive him."
"…"
