In a hidden realm, a grandiose cathedral stood solitary, its spires piercing the ethereal sky. Within its hallowed walls, at the ornate altar, knelt Penelope, a young woman with cascading golden hair, two intricate braids framing her delicate face. Her soft golden eyes, filled with reverence, contrasted with the stark white robes that concealed her voluptuous form, lending her an almost otherworldly aura in this desolate place.
Penelope's fervent prayers were interrupted by the arrival of another woman, similarly clad in pristine white robes. With a gentle smile, she informed Penelope that the high priestess awaited her presence. Annoyance flickered across Penelope's features, her concentration shattered. Muttering a few choice curses under her breath, she rose gracefully and followed the priestess through the cathedral's vast, echoing halls.
