In the morning, inside the Holy Capital's Silver Moon Cathedral, Alexei, the Minister of Commerce of the Church Nation, walked on the second floor with a complex expression on his face as he looked at the cathedral that had returned to its usual solemn and dignified atmosphere.
"Lord Alexei."
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing those words, Alexei slowly turned his gaze to the side, towards an octogenarian elder. The gloomy expression on his face instantly vanished, replaced by a friendly and respectful one.
"Archbishop Dotorre, long time no see."
"It's been a few years indeed. You still look so young. However, regarding the return of Her Highness the Empress, you don't seem very happy about it."
